coming over I don't want no more Toy soldiers I'm really sick and tired Of those toy soldiers I don't want no more Toy soldiers I'm really sick and tired
and hatin Sayin fuck it I got to keep it ruggish and thuggish Mean muggin kissin and huggin I aint got time for that fuckin dumb shit It's time to kick it and get it
sure shot? Shhhiiieeettt... [Busta Rhymes] I'm back in ya soul just like a minister I'm big like a movie, I'm on the screen and at the cinema While I
no media coverage 'Cause I don't want it, that's why I'm rarely seen in public If I were you I wouldn't waste time readin' rubbish It might turn you into
fight other Christians Cause they don't want to fight the devil Man, why don't we just unite and make ten thousand out of two I don't care, I got some
I got a new millimeter I ain't bust yet It ain't a fine bitch a senorita I ain't fucked yet I pop X I rub sex They love this Thugg shit Niggaz say Yuk
-five, big business and expeditions If I die when I ride, don't leave shit to them bitches I raise my right hand with a Tek and my left I swear I'll
My flame thrower leave you bald head like chemo kids I ain't a gangsta and a gentleman I'm one of the two Don't open doors for bitches So which one do
and I swear MJ he such a diva Moral of the story is I don't care cause yeah I'm still here plus I don't need ya Yeah I met a girl at taco bell that slipped
't know me A world that doesn't care whether I live or die, And why, cuz I go to City High So, We don't need your education We don't want no pacifier
the C H R I S T the devil is my rival, I'm liable to hit my knees and go to the ghetto and start Revival I mean what I say and I say what I mean If you
I take it to the streets Hold my head up, try to keep it movin' Fed up with losin' I need some air I think I take a cruise with you I'm using, what little
keep me I don't need to go You're better off without the misunderstanding If I am displeasing, then leave me a reason to what I want Would I truly care
back I got this [Hook: Chamillionaire] I am a warrior, I am a warrior (ye who you wit man) Color changin army, color changin army (I can't hear you) I
[El-P] You and your whole fuckin canned groove it'll end tepid So when I Pearl Harbor don't let me catch you intrepid I'm tellin you the wishbone been
suprised I ain't dead yet I keep mad heat, under my passenger seat, to master the beef It's so real, if I don't see you, I'm snatchin' ya peeps It's
I'm talkin' about I blast a Slob, leave him wealin' in a wheelchair I really don't give a fuck I really don't fuck and care Crip in me I take Slobs like