Urban Souljah Lyrics

High tech weapons everywhere

We roll in the jungle

In the middle of the field, they tumble

Somebody gon' crumble after the rumble

Urban souljah

Head it off, confident jet plane

Low fuel, escort it to the runway

Surely not gonna be a fun day

It's a gun day, warrior skills apply

Rebels in field, fire in hell and sky

The deal, the fear of dyin' is real

Suck it up, never once to be revealed again

Mess around, discourage the whole barrack

I know somebody's deceivin' me

But I'm fightin' to the end if I believe it

Just somethin' about that thriller-iller in a nigga

Yo, I gotta retrieve 'em, splittin' them natural born

We're raised to prey

We done brought the forty-five

Forty-four carry

(You withdraw the blame, listen, engagin')

On front page, eclipse the world courageous

If they all end up with barren wages in cages

Your left, your left, your left

Now, get on down

Now, stop and meet your fate

Wasteland gonna rock this place

Uh-huh, check it out, check it out

Uh-huh, check it out, check it out

Engage into combat, Armageddon is already takin'

It's place inside of my brain held down by chains

And I can't escape my evil way
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Everyday seems to get a little bit more strange

To the point where I cannot sleep

A good seed was sewn into full a grown tree

With fruit as leaves, only to be chopped and burned

I don't think there'll ever be a remedy for my disease

As tears proceed bleed from eyes of those

Who scream as they desperately search for peace

A life of misery, all you've ever givin' me

I've tried to pray, but my faith won't let me go no further

If I got to die for something, it'll be my freedom

This ain't no physical war, it's all mental

Livin' in a final era of the very last pages of the Holy Bible

It's almost time to go as Judgment Day awaits our mortal souls

Sound off, one, two

Sound off, three, four

This is world we live in

Truly devoted, frustrations gettin' out

This splurge of mental traffic can drive you crazy

More than enough problems we're facin'

That's why Stone keep his mind in a zone, huh

Real with ourselves, we way off in the wasteland, nobody wanna die

No, nobody really give a damn, strugglin's a mother

Gotta play it out, can't unroll your cover

On the down low hustle, trustin' in God

Lettin' Him provide, we strivin' survivors

Ain't about what it was, what it is

The deal, real gorillas in the midst

High tech weapons everywhere

We roll in the jungle

In the middle of the field, they tumble

Somebody gon' crumble after the rumble

Urban souljah