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Albums:

Let's Go to Town: National Guard Shows, 213-216 (Andy Williams) · The Plot Against Common Sense (Future of the Left) · Plot Sickens (Lower Class Brats) · The Plot (WhoMadeWho) · Melting Plot (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Less Plot, More Blood (My Revenge) · The Plot Against Common Sense (Future of the Left) · The Plot Against Common Sense (Future of the Left) · Burial Plot Bidding War (Every Time I Die) · Lost in the Plot (The Dears) – and 62 other albums »


One wore black 
One wore black 

The trail of tears is winding on
Many pass along the road
Dusty soldiers march along
As they file one by one
[Chorus]
5-1-0 and 2-1-3 is you a baller or a G?

Ha ha ha. 
To thug or not to thug? 
To G or not to G? 
See that's the question. 
Every time
Stand in formation, my motherfuckin real troopers
Let's do it like soldiers, all and together now!
Ready? Hell yeah, y'all niggas better get ready
Stand in formation, my motherf***in real troopers
Let's do it like soldiers, all and together now!
Ready? Hell yeah, y'all n****s better get ready
dead he's a man
But I be bustin, hustlin, niggas ain't trustin
I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't trustin
No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka
Fiend
see what I'm after
By the look in my eye

Just walk away and leave me alone
It's a long way back home

Now in case you should ask me
What it is that
Peace 
The 213 
The 7 off 7 
The 4 when the ride got off. 
[Snoop Doggy Dogg] 
It be the main did they 
I'm bout to get in 
Used to be situp,
Peace 
The 213 
The 7 off 7 
The 4 when the ride got off. 
[Snoop Doggy Dogg] 
It be the main did they 
I'm bout to get in 
Used to be situp,
Composer was shook
I took your bad looks for joke get your back broke
Deep throat this murder I wrote
The antidote be seekin' like a buried treasure
By every
drives by

That's right ese
Kicking up nada but reality
So if you putos don't know
You better recognize

Gang-banging like a motherfucker, down for my shit
dead he's a man
But I be bustin, hustlin, niggas ain't trustin
I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't trustin
No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka
Fiend
dead he's a man
But I be bustin, hustlin, niggas ain't trustin
I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't trustin
No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka
Fiend
they make our soldiers kill
Baby, still, the desert where the blood and oil spill

[Chorus]

Nigeria is celebrating fifty years of independence
This for the soldiers. (Soldiers.)
Stay strong, my n****z.
(Gangsters, players.)
Stay up, my n****z. (Real n****z.)

Leavin' the cut in a rage.
cheesed and stitched 
But it still ain't enough, so what can I plot next? 
An armored truck'd be fine, as I come up from behind 
Grab 7 bags and fled,
and curious
Soldier where's ya warpaint
Situations's getting serious, new cops,
New blocks, government issue new positions
To take the Gods off the earth 
Is
what's the definition of a true homeboy, one that been down through the
thick and the thin. How many real soldiers you got on your team playa? Let?s
[Chorus]

Midnight love
Troubles plots on thee mind
Midnight love
Leave your back door open
Midnight love
This heaven's ready for me
Midnight
brought me to the land, of unfree man
To move about and catch trout, by the dozens
Even had my cousin locked down, at the feet shackled
A one-way seat,
ears
I'm a soldier for fortune, I've got murderous plots
Plus I'm suicidal, walkin this parking lot
With my dangerous thoughts, I'm a dangerous dude
When
[Nas]
Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah
Fisk full of dollars in a dice game god
D & D glass cloth Kangols guided by angel with white wings
Nas
[Nas]
Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah
Fisk full of dollars in a dice game god
D & D glass cloth Kangols guided by angel with white wings
Nas
The prowling demons side by side
The final proof that death is life
The reapers army built to kill a tragic return to our world
I can see the terror
The scent of danger brings me to the edge of panic
Now I'm caught in the plot that was thought up
Satanic like mayo – dayo- daylight comes
And I
to the sea
And out of sight
Of those who rode in style there worked the military mind
On through the night to plot and chart the twisting paths of trains