Текст, перевод и аккорды “Warriors Dance”
- feat. Pep Love [MC Zion] Yo, R.I.P. to my warrior's gone Stokely, George Jackson, Huey ??? If you feelin me, we should be, family Vanity, hold us back mentally, my brother be strong Til the time come, wisdom upon the drum Where we come from guns clap the sun Lemme visual, lifestyle hate habitual Proceed with caution, niggaz ritual [Pep Love] Return of the black William Wallace 2002 Shaka Zulu with two black steel revolvers In the community, all of us Got to get involved cause that's the law for us Mr. Officer, we don't want no trouble We just doing our black thing, making our own government You'll be lucky if you don't get locked up Shackled, chained, and dropped off, picking all of the cotton [Chorus - Pep Love, MC Zion] It's time to get this shit crackin It's time to do this warrior dance, turn thought into action It's time to loosen up your bones Get on the dance floor, time to get it on To all my people in the struggle! (Where ya at?) We gotta bubble! (Where ya at?) To all my people in the streets! (Where ya at?) Rock to the beat! (Where ya at?) [Pep Love] I speak sporadic war tactics when my metaphors backflip Perform black magic then I chop 'em with my war hatchet Cultivate the crop so we can cop the proper yield When we drop the real shit, we keep it poppin! Don't make me start chuckin spears up in here I got words for your ears and a bucket for your tears A threat for your fears - I'm set on this revolutionary concept that we slept on for years [MC Zion] I'm just like Hannibal when I ramble through Make moves, elephant tough, voodoo crew Phenomenal, writer, skill of a crimefighter Make mine divine will intice ya Tighter than Lycra, my microphone One height be gone, the type of mind to leave blown I could just, cry a river, the plight of my niggaz We die, for five figures don't lie, it happens [Chorus] [Pep Love] I'm hot under the collar but melanin keeps me cool Twelve sinner if you think me fool Watch my obsidian glow, peep my ebonical flow I heave all over the beat and let my self go I'm coming through the lane throwing elbows You won't ask no mo', they keep saying "Hell no!" We gotta take reparations, so make preparations for the invasion of the alien nation [MC Zion] Yo, I might change the world, this place need a makeover B-Boys, B-Girls, this a takeover!! Rap fanatic, the flag got static Flying at half mast but we way past tragic Flow subliminal, make my mic mineral Take my flight general, can't we strike veniful I'm at the show where it go down David got a stone in the zone, he wanna throw now! [Pep Love] Who's the criminal? Show me your leader I'ma let him know We'll let the children and the women go Me and my generals prepare for war We are war-i-ors not scared of y'all [Chorus]
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