Dead prez - Walk Like a Warrior (feat. Krayzie Bone) lyrics

Walk Like a Warrior
Walk Like a Warrior
Walk Like a Warrior
Walk Like a Warrior

I was trained to defend myself for
My brain and my mental health
The white man got the wealth we held back
We're living in hell black and
Niggas can sell crack
But that ain't gonna change this thang
If you gonna bang, then bang for change
Don't bang for crazy thangs
If not don't bang
If ya gonna ball play the game
How it should be played
Can you dribble a grenade?
To save your life you payed the price
Mama raised you right
Now how you ain't gonna fight?
For the white man's laws hell nah


For the cause
Because we got to get what's ours
Gotta struggle for the motherfucking power
Cause we're livin' in the last few hours
It's 11: 59, I think it's bout time
We get on the grind, and get out the carbine
With freedom of mind we can
See what we can find
If you can spot 'em, pop pop pop the po-9
This is only a rhyme so now don't get scared
Listen to the message in the word
Don't let your sight get blurred
You heard this righteous words
You might prefer it from a cotton mouth
Timeout, I didn't say bug out, ball out
Bling out
All y'all sell-outs get the hell out
This shit it's RBG so bang on out
Uh, we people army nigga, bang on out

Yo, Yo, what you know bout hard?
Can't be the weak link in the squad
Gotta look way deep in your heart
Anything in the way gotta go straight through
Take charge can't hide from your flaws when
You ride for the cause
Cause a nigga will pull your card
Keep your guard up 24
7 on the street like you're doin
Hard time on the yard
What you know about hard?
Can you assemble your heat in the dark
Take it apart, and clean all the parts?
Life is a journey, a course
Like learning a martial art
You can't have partial heart
Gotta get your own, if you
Drop the bone, dog, we all fall
It ain't over til the problem solved
Get your back up off the wall

My niggas is riders, we fighters
We tight as a fist
RBG's up in this bitch, so bang on out
If your khakis is sagging
You repping your rag and
You holding the magnum
Use it for freedom nigga, bang on out
All my dirtiest dirties
Revolutionaries and visionaries
Don't be no scaredy nigga, bang on out
It's a war going on in the streets
We hollering fuck the police
Ain't bout no peace, nigga, bang on out

Let’s say you see fifty niggas
In all black fatigues
My regime running down your street
At the end of the block
We got the god damn cops
And they hope we sink, tell me what you see
I see blood, buildings burning
Motherfuckers trippin for a goddamn purpose
The police is nervous
Cause we done observed 'em
Now niggas is thinking about murder
We ain't talking, no more
And we ain't squashing shit with po-po
And we ain't marching in the
Middle of the goddamn road
'Cause Martin got smoked
Niggas ready for war, so get the fuck up
We fixing to set the city to fire
This time when we ride we burning it down
Turn this shit 'round
Keep your justice, your peace
And keep busting your heat
Aim it at the crooked officer
We won't stop blazing til they coughing blood
Wanna slang my baseball cap to
The back and get busy, nigga
You say you a soldier
Well get over here nigga we under attack
As soon as they done, they dead gone
Murder mo come, come, they done
Me redrum, me redrum, they done
And when we put 'em in they grave
We toss in a doughnut, and tell
'em we don't surrender, surrender, naw

I ain't talking bout no hustla
I ain't talking bout no gangsta
I'm hollering at them soldiers
Revolutionary culture bang on out