Marchin on Washington — текст песни (Bizzy Bone)

Bizzy (wit gunfire and explosions in tha background):

Its time to give up the ghost. [yo, what the fuck is this nigga? ] give up the ghost. [shit, niggas cant even get it on nowadays!] niggas probably think we crazy up in this muthafucka. ha ha ha

Ot my mob up in this muthafucka [my cousins fightin my cousins.], oh and they are ready for war! let me hear my regime, make some muthafuckin noise! [my brother fightin my muthafucka sista.]

A war going on in the universe against good and evil. [and my daddy . . .] [regime roars.]



Niggas dont give a fuck out here, boy. its a war goin on out here, you aint knowin. can I smoke, smoke? can I smoke? I tell you, its a war goin on out here. its good and evil, man. that

T my camouflage, muthafucka. you boys is off the hook.



Bizzy 1:

Its a war goin on and my dogs is raw, nigga look in your rearview and tell me what you saw. I seen this bulletproof nigga with his hand on his gun. I said nigga, you push the gas and somebody r

E all scatter from the chit-chat, bang . . .



Bizzy 2:

You think Im high nigga, you got me fucked up. Im lookin through your eyes, nigga, and Im so tough as fuck, coughin daily. nigga, look the same popped comet comin at you? whos gonna stop

Say we droppin these hits--straight platinum, can you hack it? hell yeah, Ive been rappin since you was goin on, now whats happenin? run dmc, can you walk this way? hell naw, nigga, but i

Sure pull my pistol and pop you, stupid muthafucka.