Tribe of Issachar, Method Man, Super Cat - Wardance Millenium lyrics

The ghetto red hot, rude boy licking shots
In your area, mad man terror on your block
Ruckus, for the trouble, making gat busting
Head touchers
Crooked train robbing gold rushers
It be the villain from the Wu Building
That be
Ready and willing for a wardance killing
Murda, there ain't nothing in the world
That I ain't heard of
Or did, to keep the hunger
Pain from coming back, kid
Super Cat's sick, everything be cool irie
Pass the peace pipe like Chief Cocheese, yeah

The ghetto red hot, rude boy licking shots
In your area, mad man terror on your block
Ruckus

It be the villain from the Wu Building
That be
Ready and willing for a wardance killing

It be the villain from the Wu Building
That be
Ready and willing for a wardance killing

For the trouble, making gat busting
Head touchers
Crooked train robbing gold rushers
Super Cat's sick, everything be cool irie
Pass the peace pipe like Chief Cocheese, yeah

Well hear wicked man say them riding west
Tell them that them buck up
Inna Lord Jesus horse
And Jungle Jesus gun and the Apache
Dem who line up head
And lick off chest, no guy test

Well I can see unuh disappointment
Bounty Hunter Killer cowboy
Unuh claim that unuh riding West
And a guy a run off him mout'
And a big up him chest 'bout
Apache dem come fi distress
But make me tell unuh this
Unuh make sure God a unuh bulletproof vest
'Cause when mi pop off and splurt anyting
Weh come fi test, mi say
Them gone underground fi go rest
Make me tell you 'bout scalp dem
Scalp dem, and hang dem up high scalp dem
Scalp dem, and hang dem up high scalp dem
Scalp dem, and hang dem up high
Me a go scalp dem and hang dem up high
Indian from all direction
Surround the whole of dem
Inna di Grand Canyon
Nesbert, Cherokee, and Cheyenne
Capture outlaw raiders and Bounty Killer gang
Him woman a fi di Wild Indian
Me take the money and the gold
And burn the wagon
Rush up John Wayne an' the one Levon
Him cavalry friend, we burst them one by one
Well hear wicked man say them riding west
Tell them that them buck up
Inna Lord Jesus horse
And Jungle Jesus gun and the Apache
Dem who line up head
And lick off chest, no guy test

The ghetto red hot, rude boy licking shots
In your area, mad man terror on your block
Ruckus, for the trouble, making gat busting
Head touchers
Crooked train robbing gold rushers
It be the villain from the Wu Building
That be
Ready and willing for a wardance killing
Murda

There ain't nothing in the world
That I ain't heard of
Or did, to keep the hunger
Pain from coming back, kid

It be the villain from the Wu Building
That be
Ready and willing for a wardance killing
Murda

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