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  • T-bone »

    T-bone A Few Good Men текст песни

    A Few Good Men

    Strap up the boots, I’m ready to shoot
    Load the ammo, Bone Soprano wit glocks and green camo
    I play rappers like they grand pianos, a general
    Call shots like I’m Joe Bonanno, what, The West is back
    Sep this dude ain’t black, he Latino dogg and rock Gringos
    Black, Indians, Palestinians, and Phillipinos, and cash money like Vegas casinos
    I’m armed and ready, palms is sweaty, kinda like em
    Sep I got a sharp machete, and I’m quick to toss wack rappers of a levy
    Words is heavy, kinda like a 6-4 Chevy, uh
    Hip-Hop will never be the same, it’s time for change
    I’m bout to rearrange the game, ready to fight back
    So when they say who’s that, tell em it’s just the king of the conscious rap

    See all we need is just a few good men
    cuz ain’t to many left like Bone and Mack 10,
    we know nobody’s perfect, so repent for ya sins
    so ya better get it straight, cuz he’s coming again
    (Whisper) He’s watching

    Mack 10 -
    I got the hood on smash homey
    And though I’m ballin’ full throttle
    I’ll never run outta gas homey
    I’m so fly as the days go by I’m better
    So I dump re-up and keep getting more cheddar
    You know what it do
    Mack 10 a savage
    Got hustle in my veins so I fiend for the cabbage
    Fresh baller to the end
    Tell a friend and a neighbor
    Aint that I got so much flavor
    It’s that I got so much favor
    I’m like Pac I get’s down, against all odds
    And you don’t wanna go to war with a child of God
    So if you see me in a six four
    Tuck ya pistol
    Plus it’s on if ya miss
    So be careful what ya wish for
    A rhyme sayer wit respect like the mayor
    Plus your arms is to short to box wit God playa
    See I’m all for Jesus but I’m nothing like Mase
    I’m to ghetto and gutter
    But I’m covered in his grace, yea!

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