My motherfucking real troopers Death before dishonor motherfucker Where you at?, where you at? Where you at?, where you at? Where you at?, where you at? The cases of a drug dealer Real thugs, where you at? They love the way we do it to them
Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme [echo] Introduce a drug called crack To us ghetto teens [echo] Got a law for raw niggas now Playa what it be like? [echo] When will niggas see they got us bleeding with 3 strikes [echo] Got these devils petrified Hiding from my hocus pocus And so I learned to earn my currency Clearly click a military mind [echo] Though we dwell inside a paradox Thugged out and drug dealing >From the womb to the block [echo] My live mind got me surviving 5 shots [echo] My 45 got me fortified with live rounds Wrath of 2pacalypse [echo] Necessary picture food stamps
[Verse 2: BuckShot & Cocoa Brovas]
I'm a nigga for assignment One of the suqads finest [echo] Skilled in gorilla warfare Contains sections of bomb sessions Says I'm responsible for black smith and wessons [echo] Putting up on ?? in the military state of mind [echo] Dangerous like chronic and yard when combined Cocoa Brovas pan the borderline [echo] That's the sound and your dead son
I'm facing the devil with a plan [echo] I'm making my advance [echo] Intelligence of an assassin [echo] Surround me ready to attack [echo] What father taught me sticks with me [echo] Never forget the methods stick and move strictly [echo] Shit be seeming like it's closing in With no regrets I hold position I'm one of the chosen men [echo]
Picture being put in position to move [echo] Cause your move is blocked by the knight at 12 O'clock That's when the madness beings [echo] Cause the rule is the law [echo] And the law that we live by is to stay true to self In this case beady eye [echo] This is how we rock and move [echo]
Time to show what kinda nigga Lets see whos strong [echo]
In the days of the strange Where nothing stays the same With new faces come through with similar game [echo] Of the game people play [echo] It's a call for re-adjustment You slipping and tripping Instead of bobbing and dipping [echo] Will never let this world of stress get me [echo] Taking breathing techniques Slay you with tai chi [echo]
Outlaw till I duck down [echo] Treat him like he stole mine [echo] Told cha I control mine [echo] Time to take you back into time
I'm fighting for my position To be a fetus in this world I am entering [echo] And my face is sentencing for repentance [echo] Before my body was fully formed into a human [echo] I was already consuming weed Cause my mom's use to smoke back in the 70's [echo] Maybe that's why in the 90's I drop g's when I drop degrees [echo] When I ease across the block And got all you niggas shot Boot Camp click would link If you do you press rewind And you can peep gorilla tactics in every line
Wont you see my real thugs Tell me where my real thugs Put your pistols in the air Tell me where my soldiers at Put your pistols in the air This is that real hip hop shit From the ghetto to the 'burbs Put your hand on your pistol Point your pistols in the air When Bob Dole and Deloris Tucker wanna know, where my soldiers at