Spooks: Battlezone

Bizzy (Krayzie)Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)In the battlezone,the battlezone(Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)Swing low (swing low)Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)(What did I see,what did I see)Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)(Listen to my battle cryCome on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone(Listen to my battle cry)Get up,get up,get up,get up,come onHave me come for (aaah my battle cry)Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)Have me come for(Bizzy)One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob MarleyThey probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking philliesBizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claimKickin on somethig and dig thisGot to feel it catch and don't let goWretched in a froBone watchin for the po,poRoll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,foI gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for showNo no don't spend a lot contend with a menLookin at my watch lke a meal of ticketArrest the block they couldn't pin it better send itFor the cops absorb you soul of coursePraise to the pharoahMurder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burnWhen our niggas still shermed outCourt's adjourned!,court's adjouned!Rest and burn!(Layzie)I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bedAnd I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreamsAnd I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the cornerGot me feelin paranoia like they coming for meAnd I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forthSo much shit on my mind, so many things to doSo little time a nigga really got to do it inMan I be ready for war in my fatigues and bootsFrom the minute nigga step outsideNina Ross on my hip and I got to pack oneJust like Little Eazy-E told you and meNigga never leave the house without packin a gunAnd that's real leave it for the dollar billNiggas'll holler śKill Kill then start flexinWhen the shit poppin' off in my directionNigga got a 17-shot for protectionLife ain't no jokeToo many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foulNigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowdAnd hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wildShit is realAin't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shitMuthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shitPut the match on shit straight up gassin shit(Krayzie)Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47Bustin niggas in the bellyGive them muthafuckas more than just a headacheGet back at that nigga faster than FedExThey're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin downNow why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?Talkin about we split upCause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, FleshNiggas really need to shut that shit upIf a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumbleWe wilder than any animal that's in the jungleThe name of the game is block the basket, strike him outHit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategizeAny nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mineNigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you dieI never keep my enemies closeCause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scopeThat's close enoughLeather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smileAnd hit 'em with the millimeterAnd I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivinBitch come on and try to rob meI'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit upGet off of me baby (baby),Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with meCause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to beLook how the haters give a nigga attitudeNigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mineThey try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no loveCause in the game you get fucked every timeGot this feeling inside my bloodlineSomebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfactionBlastin' like a madmanGettin' with the static nigga lovin the actionYeah My Bone Thug niggas come onIf any one of you niggas got any problemsThinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'emDon't be mumblin speak a little louderWhile you steady talkin' like you liver than the next niggaWe'll already be up in you now hater feel usWho the realest The Bone Thug killasIf there's any objections niggas deal with 'emRealer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugsJumpin all on the bandwagonWanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they gunsThugged out with they pants saggin they actin'But when it's really time to show some tacticsThe niggas don't have 'emWe murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and casketsDrop 'em in the river, splash that's that assCause when we clash ain't no comin backHuntin' niggas from the pastWe gon' settle this shit right hereFight to whoever blood be spilled firstWho will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning youfeeling meQuicker than a clocked damn missleHit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eyeThen we makin' sure that nigga dieShoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)Nigga we ride out