Come Out To Play — текст песни (Abstract Rude)

Mass distortion the amps are screaming
Pandemonium in the B-Boy Kingdom
Destroy and sting `em venemous sharp tip
Feeling his pen strokes
For women and men folk
Ab`s recording for bastard orphans
All homes is broken life`s in your hands
Don`t let the moment stifle your plans
God bless the homeless no one supports them
Puffin` Alaskan or maybe some Oregon
Feel the wrath of Scorpion to your misfortune
Set the torches, my last one scorched `em
Now they back for more of this natural order
`Stract is sort of addictive on ya
Strong as a prescription for some pure ganja
Code of Honor and secret holdin`
From the oldest shamen to youngest, quote it in

(chorus)
Warriors, come out to play-ee-ay-ee-ay (Where my warriors at? Where my warriors at?)
With swords and shields and guns and knives
With pens and pads turntables mics we`re
Warriors, come out to play-ee-ay-ee-ay (Where my warriors at? Where my warriors at?)
With chains and bats brass knuckles pipes
With rhymes I write that can shed some light on this

Mass confusion the spotlight beaming
Trip like illusions in colliseums
My contribution will fry their braincells
Blaze a tight rhyme now it`s time to raise hell
We come with the bomb and best cuts
And when the show`s over your hair is messed up like
Mass distortion grabbin` the porcelain
Drunk too much gin throw it back up nauseous
Cautious, do not drink too much nightly don`t know
When my last day here might be
Rights of passage, life`s a math test
Add up your successes and losses clashes
With arch-rivals, we tribal
My whole discography`s a Bible
Don`t bite your idols
Won`t play high-post
But when I sleep it`s only one eye closed, niggas

(chorus)