[Hook:]
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The souljahs marching on prepared for war
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The souljahs marching on prepared for war
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[Verse 1: Layzie Bone]
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The cycle continues look what I've been through
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Chapter 5 from the Book of Thugs
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Nineteen Ninety Nine two thousand
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New millenium marching forward
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All aboard seek and destroy
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Any nigga that throw a decoy
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We them niggas you can't avoid
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Boy boy don't fuck around and get me paranoid
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I'm on a mission impossible, off da rip when he get hostile
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If you gots ta know I got lots of dough
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So the murda mo ain't no optional
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Unstoppable relentless rolling in Benzes
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Hear it repeat weeded indeed nigga believe it
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Proceed wid the lead and completed it's on
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Feel my bombs motherfucker, undisputed round for round
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Putting it down, town ta town tearing da roof of this mother-fucker
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When I'm in your city get wit me fuck wit your nigga
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When I'm in Maui hoes around me still come fuck wid your niggas
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But if you ain't talking about no money
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Nigga you really ain't talking no sense
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Out of line wid out a dime,
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Motherfucker you got me ready
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It ain't no honour amongst thieves
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Won't waste my time smoking weed
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Wid all these petty conversations
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So I avoid the playa hation
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Bizzy Bone]
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Still, got the gun on Frankie Sosa
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Fully automatic four mathematics original souljahs
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See nobody can't stop me betta watch me back out,
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Woke up in the county as soon as I passed out
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Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out
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Mo and mo cash for everyone in the room
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Every homie know we move you know the scope is on
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Come in and snooze who feeling my music true dat
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Cause if I was in there
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I woulda been looting like the rest ah y'all knew dat (Bone Thug)
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Know we knew that in your conscience,
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You ain't nuthing but a mobster
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You can't be budged
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God only can judge you (Thug Luv)
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Loot all the cops erase the judge
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Heading for the fifth dimension mention
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Then settle some stuff legal
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All I really wanted was a Regal
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Flesh N Bone]
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Now who gon' be the last two soldiers standing
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Doing back ta back holding the cannons
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Another episode of my bloodish
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On hit wid ah low blow
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Just a thugging ass nigga
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That's ready ta get some sense
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I sorta like Billy The Kid
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Mixed like a leather show no mercy
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Filthy gonna kick in explicit some material too deadly
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So prepare the description advisory
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If you rise get ready fuck wid me steady
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Everyday all day daily haters wanna come try fade me
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Unleash the guage release bush
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Trying ta feel it the wrath of the whirldwind
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Sware you'll wake up fast motherfucker
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Before the fifth dog holla missile off
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And blast you between your eyes serving no homicide
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Victim is blown right, all we know she got decapitated
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Nigga your body rot in the crypt
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We taping it up to the ceiling graded
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Time from time and again my niggas had ta warn
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All you enemies of mine I'm coming ta storm
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My niggas be storming through wid army and fatigues
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Feel the grief artillery nigga them prophets
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To the apostle living a revelation set off the revolution
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Nigga the desperado, you niggas can't fuck wid the fifth dog killer
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Now haters die die die die....
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[Hook]
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[til' fade]
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Souljahs Marching
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| Bone Thugs N Harmony |
