Public Enemy, The Conscious Daughters, Paris, MC Ren, dead prez - Hard Truth Soldiers lyrics
[Public Enemy, The Conscious Daughters, Paris, MC Ren, dead prez - Hard Truth Soldiers lyrics]
Got us back for combat, we get it raw
With a counterattack over tracks
We build minds of the blind
Never calm when we bomb on neocons
Pump the level, the rebel to you
Never lose or let a devil break up my crew
Never nervous
Serve them with the words with purpose
It's the COINTEL killer
Black Hard Truth silverback
I still checkin' to see just
Who's set to come along
When brothers revive that movement
We bringin' the balance back
Never nonviolent tact
Guerrillla Funk and PE connect
So know it when you're hearin' the
Rhymes that I'm givin' them
Combined with the rhythm
Designed to expose the sins
All in it's the masterplan until the
Curse is reversed I'm sayin'
Rebirth Of A Nation
They call me E-M-E, U-N-O, you know
P-A, niggas is opposite of the po-po
We stay together as the ants
Can conquer the elephant they say
Fuck what they say cause shit is irrelevant
Soldiers, where's your heart? Show
Me that love what you made of?
This is the shit that could
Make thugs turn revolutionary
360, he with me, she with me
Anything for you, give up my kidney
Up early in the morning
Trainin' with the machete
Revolutionary, ready for war, never scary
As an African
My daily regimen is development
Malcolm X said, self defense is intelligence
So I train in the Martial Arts
It's somethin' for warriors
Not those with partial hearts
We recognize that our people need a military
So we could take care
What's already necessary
What they say: You ain't
Nothin' but a soldier
Yeah, straight Hard Truth Soldier
Believe, you ain't nothin' but a soldier
Yeah, straight Hard Truth Soldier
It's the killer Cal' nigga now
Showin' disgust
One hitter, still bitter, clips ready to bust
Gat Turner with the twin burner
21 shots in my draws
Red beam on a pig make them pause
And y'all can't fuck with the style I bring
Been wild as a child ever since I came
To the knowledge of myself, raise them up
Maintain
P-Dog and the Enemy, we bringin' the pain
Ugh, check it, it's the squaw
Quick on the draw and quite clean
Verbal attack, I'm never seen
"seen" comin' "yeah"
Niggas take off runnin'
They know in my tribe
I'm pitchin' venomous arrows and
Shovin' bitches aside
We ride, unified, playin' our part
Bein' sure that a woman's
Voice'll never get lost
Still a soldier in the struggle
And aware of the cost
Motherfucker, thought you knew the
People ready for war
So before I begin, let's commit to rhyme
Keep the women in the mix and
Do it one more time
And that when I get to hittin'
Know the powder is dry
Spittin' power to the people, ho
The real gon' shine
Conscious Daughters in the front
Soldier first brigade
Special One, CMG, Guerrilla Funk, we raid
Blaze through the competition and
We all get paid
But keep it revolutionary each and every day
Now tell them
What they say: You ain't
Nothin' but a soldier
Yeah, straight Hard Truth Soldier
Believe, you ain't nothin' but a soldier
Yeah, straight Hard Truth Soldier
Make through the day they was
We might not be back, I might be in jail
I might be anywhere but I'm a Revolutionary
Who that nigga you can call to spit some shit
And ain't scared of the government
You niggas lovin' it
We spread out, in different positions
Tryin' to break these
Motherfuckers outta prison, listen "yeah"
Mayday on the front line
Nigga we G's up in the game
We bust 'till we flatline "what"
Then they want my black ass to Rock The Vote
They want as many niggas they can
To fill the boat
But these house niggas, go fight in Iraq
Cryin' to they mamma now they wanna come back
Shouldn't took your black ass in the service
And fuck if I make you nervous
I'mma speak it
Black revolutionary, that's my title
While these stupid niggas wanna
Be American Idols
Still ride for the streets, since day one
We rough with ours, homey
Straight outta Compton
What they say: You ain't
Nothin' but a soldier
Yeah, straight Hard Truth Soldier
Believe, you ain't nothin' but a soldier
Yeah, straight Hard Truth Soldier
Yeah, MC mothafuckin' Ren
With my nigga Paris guerrilla Funk