Lyrics:
It's a mercenary
And you get what you need
When you walk on the streets of paradise
In vogue in the streets
Indecision
Yeah yeah yeah
White
tes défenseurs!)
Listen to the sound on the streets and in the ghettos
Listen to these mercenaries, stone throwers, pyromaniacs
Listen
and ghost
The scene without a single tear
I could hold a wheelie for a decade
Circle any borough like a
Bird around a headache mercury in retrograde
Mercenary
Slave for this country
Get ready, children
Get ready, children
Get ready, children
Get ready, oh children
Oh, mercenary was built for freedom
mandolin play it
Where the high custodian my bet
Where the panic violin, panic
Where the crabby handmade, scrub it
Dandelion, down the mercenary
optics
Where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
For profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
Hard knuckles on the second hands of working class
lost it once on the line
Too see that I found it just in time, a mercenary killer
Paid for bringing death to these wack niggas
You call them raps
at the station
For a million grinding gears
Well I'm riding out this century
The harvest engines sing
From the church of mercenaries
To a naked virgin spring
A soldier lost in the legion
Or a sailor out on the sea
A beggar, thief or a rich man
A gunman mercenary
A one legged crook
An Armenian cook
As long
the background
Mercenary, but I'm merciless and when I bust, I bust to hit
Will lie in the mist, and you hear it twist, of somebody cap
Steady bustin in the front,
Paid the Piper for your damned religion
Lookin’ up at the stars for signs of it
Bet on mercenaries like twin race cars
Tell me why this corruption
Twelve mercenaries got weapons primed
Gonna take that African nation in record time
You wonder why they bother, why not leave it alone
They say, 'Every
never took a wife
He was born to live like a mercenary
Well personally I think that's fine
If you're in the right mind
He was burned by the twentieth
Another sigh with no regret
More coins inside her hands.
One time to own respect
Now mercenary she stands.
I'm no boy stealing pennies from the poor
no regret
more coins inside her hands.
One time to own respect
now mercenary she stands.
I'm no boy stealing pennies from the poor
Break it down
Twelve mercenaries got weapons primed
Gonna take that African nation in record time
You wonder why they bother, why not leave it alone
They say, every
You were a sentimental mercenary in a free fire zone
Parading a Hollywood conscience
You were a fashionable objector with a uniform fetish
was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums
See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary
was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums
See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary
by minutes
Flesh by the pound
I got a mind of my own and I need to enjoy
Something that the mercenaries can't destroy
I don't know where
with killers and G's
the Last Don is known for slangin' and bangin'
thug niggas 3rd ward Caliope where we hangin'
ghetto's soldiers mercenary we
sigh with no regret
More coins inside her hands
One time to learn respect
Now mercenary she stands
I'm no boy
Stealing pennies from the poor
Evil
I was born on the cemetery
Under the sign of the moon
Raised from my grave by the dead
I was made a mercenary
In the legions of hell
Now
want to go to war!!!
[Master P]
No Limit mercenary killas, nigga wit army fatigues
Tattoos and gats, niggas gone off hennessy and weed
Colonel,
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