Lyrics:
Was surrounded by the police and the army
The one man who escaped pointed out the killers
We are now standing live in front of
The supreme court
As you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This is Tha Carter mothafucka, yeah
And in my building I must keep it real
And man I miss the times
We would shine, you
gone look another way I'm gone do whatever it takes
And I promise that I won't break and I can say it to your face
Your son a one man army you made me
up with an army just me c'mon let's go
You don't wanna fuck with me oh no oh no
Catch a couple bodies down 3 to start the show
Catch a couple thotties
being a hustler, this chick is to blame
And them thangs went as quick as they came
I'm back being a hustler, this chick is to blame
12 months in, turned
of that man, know I fell out from his hands
He didn't do me worse than, and all of his friends
Them niggas out of this world, they came out of the sands
'Cause this Henny still got me wide like Henry Hill
Very ill, my entrepreneurial phase is long
Out-rap your favorite rapper then drop your girl's
of the Pharaoh
Pharaoh slaughtered millions of children
But this one became son of Pharaoh's daughter
Moses, drawn out from the river
Take off your shoes, you
pussies, push me, this shit disgusting
To get me out the game, y'all cowards got to buck me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now, who can move like I move?
Who
My name is bill harlan i'm a god fearing man
From the lost rebel army
A tennessee calvary man
From shilo to nashville we
Made our last stand
When
a thug
I always keep it tucked but I don't need no gun
One man army I don't need no one
Bitch I gotta blow cause I come from the slums
Connected everywhere
signed in
No signing out
Clock in to this job from God
No clocKing out
Imma give my all
No holding back
This might be difficult
No giving up
Man I love my
signed in
No signing out
Clock in to this job from God
No clocKing out
Imma give my all
No holding back
This might be difficult
No giving up
Man I love my
You made a whole army, an army of babies
Some of them stupid, some of them crazy
Pick up your action, act like a grown man
Look at the winners, you
to get it on, we marched upon the lawn
out in D.C., stated our word is bond on TV
Unfold the prophecy left in the cold by democracy
This whole world
Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be,
that's so valuable
GZA, this is called Ruckus In B Minor
Rae, all those bad times is behind us
Ghost, put that mask on to remind us
Method Man let
Yo, Yo
I want to dedicated this song to Philip Arthur Harrison
Word up
cause he was the one who took me from a boy to a man
So as far as I'm
The army is the only way out for a young black teenager
We'll provide you with housing
We'll provide you with education
We'll provide you with
Tell a man I want a hundred M's, tell a man I want a hundred M's
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want a hundred M's
Tell
it's made for me (yeah)
I got bands on me like it's taped on me (yeah)
Yeah, swish army, got the blade on me
Go crazy homie
Blue cheese, they way
These niggas not one of us
Small circle is a must, no trust so its
Fuck niggas
For real doe im a one man army
Walk these streets alone proudly, i
strapped, or be a throwaway
Will I survive the late night, to see dawn of day?
Nobody knows me, I'm a shadow
My army fatigues made for battle, pockets full
coming back for sho'"
(made nigga to the grave) "Harder and harder"
"Y'all can't fade me y'all can't turn
On me don't change on me" " (this is it) "
"You
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