Lyrics:
can't be wrong
She:
When we have joined up perhaps there'll be
A new recruit or two or three
For that's what team work can do
Both:
In one big union for
like a sequel
Been down and up, so I'm roundin' up
Mad troops new recruits O G's and up
Me and my right hand man Mr. Hancock make landmarks
In foreign
my face with pain in his eyes (pain in his eyes)
Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time (change over time)
I don't need no recruit, gang
things that we used to
We used to stick niggas on the F through to the E train
When it's time to recruit, I [????] on the D train
See my man D only
true but you recruit the youth ignore bizarre niggas
But ain't nobody fuckin' with any of our niggas
And if you trippin under the Tecca there are
believe in the future
Uncle Sam sent his man to recruit ya
You still can't trust it, 'cause you came this far
End of discussion, when you know who you
and expensive Gucci
Next stop, Paid In Full posse recruits me
Knew they were some millionaires, their ropes were dookie
Eric B man looking like
policeman would arrest me
Even though I without coach, me
an den try ti warn me ?
Dem ever get swole me, recruit me to di army guy tell me
I found out
Unholy Satan begs
He don't make no sense
Striving down there to
Recruit all of you
Do not live in sin
Or taste the fear again
Someone's coming
But Satan is waiting his turn
The scientists say
It will all wash away
But we don't believe any more
Cause we've got our recruits
And our green
This is commonplace, 'specially 'tween recruits
Most disputes die, and no one shoots
Number four
If they don't reach a peace, that's alright
Time
plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
The scientists say
It will all wash away
But we don't believe any more
'Cause we've got our recruits
single
I take dead bodies and I boost them up live
So straighten up and be alert because the ruler's arrived
No (not Uncle Sam) but I can still recruit
But Satan is waiting his turn
The scientists say
It will all wash away
But we don't believe any more
Cause we've got our recruits
And our green
recruit you
But no regrets, I take it as a test
Said, "Lupe, you gotta have some grace
Not be so haphazardly to put the truth all in they face"
Now that
me like I'm a recruit
Ooh, uh, Ray Allen in spite
Tell Ronson after this album I'm back on '09
My hardest- isn't noted
My balcony's in the clouds
and juicin'
You for true, but you recruit the youth ignore bizarre niggas
But ain't nobody fuckin' with any of our niggas
And if you trippin' under the Tecca
when you recruit the troops
I want for me what I want for them and I'm not a quitter
Most haters don't get better, they get bitter
My nigga clean hit
recruits me
Knew they were some millionaires, their ropes were dookie
Eric be man lookin' like touch it he shoot me
You see, every time Ra didn't show
I get
them
Just to go back and recruit them
I'm talkin' 'bout war
To all the killas and the hundred dolla billas
Real hittas who ain't got no feelins
To all
that got
Bitches that do everythin', but two
I just met your baby-momma
Now I got a new recruit
Ten-thousand dollars on my
Motherfuckin' tooth
If that
plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
The scientists say
It'll all wash away
But we don't believe any more
'Cos we got our recruits
plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
The scientists say
It will all wash away
But we don't believe any more
'Cause we've got our recruits
me, hey don't tell me
We're under the beat of a brand-new marching order
Ears to be ground there's a party planned for the new recruits
Hurricane
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