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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #495
Peak in subgenre #59
Author
Bom Green feat: AmnesiA, J-Killz, WesDiz
Uploaded
August 09, 2018
Track Files
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MP3 5.8 MB • 160 kbps • 5:04
Story behind the song
writer: T. Wright/J. Wright/W. Vee
producer: A. Major Productions
vocal samples: [intro] Rifleman's Creed - "Full Metal Jacket", [bridge]
Nicolas Cage - "Lord Of War", [outro] Jesse Ventura - 2nd amendment speech
Lyrics
[verse 1 - AmnesiA]
We're ready for war, man! All my soldiers in camouflage and war paint trained to kill from playing them war games. We aim and spray. We bringing you more pain! Test me, you won't see your next birthday. You go'n get hurt. Merked in the worst way. I'll make you nervous like a virgin on a first date. I make the earth shake, yea, like an earthquake. I'm off the richter scale. Man, I'm sick as hell. I'm so sick you'll think I got sickle cell. I'm like the grim reaper, I swing the sickle well and I can't sit in jail, man, so I'm skipping bail. I gotta keep it moving, tryna create a movement. You've been asleep, snoozing. Homie, we losing! Tune in, lose your illusion, stop what you're doing, start a revolution.
[verse 2 - Bom Green]
I got nothing to lose. I'm ready for battle. My entire platoon can never be rattled so move to the side or you're gonna be handled. I'll light your ass up like the top of a candle. We going to war and we're in it to win it. It's now or never so it's fixing to get vicious. You with us or against us? Make your decision 'cause shit's about to pop off at any minute. I'm prepared to lead my soldiers to the front line. We're gonna make it or we're gonna die trying. To survive we grind and keep our eye on the prize. Stay high all the time to keep our minds right. I ain't scared to die, but I ain't planning to go. I'll fight to the death even if I'm standing alone. I ain't scared to die, but I ain't planning to go. I'll fight to the death even if I'm standing alone.
[verse 3 - J-Killz]
This is Soldiers Creed. Homie, better slow your speed. You run up and you'll get done up when them toasters breath. Hoe, believe! Nigga, when I hold and squeeze you hoe's go'n bleed. Good night, go to sleep. Yo, it's me and Bom Green. We doing the rhyme thing. Don't get it twisted, if it's beef I'll let the 9 scream. Bullets make your fucking spine lean in the wind like the mother fucking palm trees. I'm shitting on 'em! I'm an asshole, man. Boy, I'm too cold like a Lasko fan. I'm always on my feet like bad toe jam. We go'n roll through this bitch like an Astro Van. You got a flow? That's cool with me. You got a little dough? That's cool with me. They might call you snow, but you ain't cool as me. Homie, face the facts, you ain't fooling with me.
[verse 4 - WesDiz]
It's Wes with the heat on my hip, burning nigga's like blunts. Finger leading the grip. Watch your step, mother fucker, or I'll blow you to bits. I keep my sights down range and my squad at my 6. My flow's intense like "Ahh" when I unload the clip. No second guessing on the line. Bitch, you started this shit! See my colors how they fly and that look up in my eyes. Watch the muzzle come alive, now you sitting in the sky, high. I was born to fight. I've been trained to kill. Always ready to die, but I never will. I see these haters getting touchy. Better pop a pill. I checkmate 'em like "Boom" on the battlefield. I'm a soldier, bitch. I live through the battle. I keep a stupid grin while I dump on you assholes. It's WesDizzle, mother fucker. Get the name right! Game Tight General, attention when I'm on sight.
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