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Keepin' ya mind trained 'cause that's my style...
paris pdog
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Hard Truth Soldiers...Bringin' you back what ya miss in Hip Hop...NOT to be confused with people who just do music...
WWW.GUERRILLAFUNK.COM HARD TRUTH SOLDIERS BRINGIN' YOU BACK WHAT YA MISS IN HIP HOP... GUERRILLA FUNK HARD TRUTH SOLDIERS: --------------------------------------------------- * PARIS a.k.a P-DOG the bushKilla a.k.a Gat Turner * THE CONSCIOUS DAUGHTERS (CMG & Special One) * T-K.A.S.H * KAM * DA LENCH MOB (J-Dee,T-Bone & Shorty) * MC REN * PUBLIC ENEMY * DEAD PREZ (M-1 & Stic.man) Hard Truth Soldiers...not to be confused with people who just do music...
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #12,416
Peak in subgenre #1,949
Author
Paris
Rights
Guerrillafunk recordings
Uploaded
May 13, 2006
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 1:42
Lyrics
Now who's bad? The tongue breaker they call dad Ya shoulda quit,ya coulda left for what ya had But ya stepped so I tear ya up Now ya talk down Piles of poundrounds of Scarface sounds As I pass by devil don't ask why P-DOG ain't down with the who ,what,where,why Writin' exact when the facts are compile Keepin' ya mind trained 'cause that's my style Poison but it ain't number B,D or C P can't be supressed or pressed,but I guess she Thought I was another brother holdin' the microphone (hah)leave the Panther alone 'Cause dippin' ya tip toein' But two lips ain't enough To hush the bumrush when I gets rough Tear the house in half,signing autograph and ask the cliche wick-wack housenigga rap trash Souls are sounding with the chicken and the water melon,now who's the dancer and who's the rap-villain? A brother with the grudge who can't be nudged or budged, the stop the step the side rhythm's still the God I keep on and on and on with the gift to uplift, stand stiff and bust shits So welcome to the house that P build anytime Huh,with the militant rhyme So trip I step and paint a perfect picture Rhymes roll to nip ya and whip ya and grip ya Keep ya earholes fixed turn the tricks a mad mix In time with the anti-666,and in check you got teched a reward of the man who's voice is the choice of God From the sun to the moon to the stars it's all yours,from cradle to graves send ya mind a cause Hotter than lava is the pro-black Godfather Step into the circle,I say why bother New news and attitudes and fools are outta here So quit the bullshit and lend me an ear P-DOG with the beef or better yet bone The promised land is close at hand And man it's on Ten points or true points a new solution... Lights,camera Revolution
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