[Intro: 9th Prince]
Yo, what up?
This right here, is an explosion
9th For all the radio stations
Across United Nations
United States
Word up, turn this up right here
Prince Eh-yo..
It's the Prince
[9th Prince]
Eh-yo, Originators became Gladiators
Originators God-body regulators with street educators
I was born from the womb, I'm energy handlin
Songtexte Peep the creator of The Terminator
9th Prince rhyme slayer
Stapleton Housing Projects, razors
Songtext Machine gun blazers
Ask your neighbors
Jamiacan rum, no chaser
Number one contender
Lyrics We can bust guns after dinner
Last Man Standin, he's the winner
Lyric Ghetto Prime Minister
Desert Storm sk-masked Avengers
We move like ninjas, in the winter
Liedertexte Born skin Adonis
Slugs to the stomach, blood gush like vomit
Liedertext Madman's bionic, check the rugged climate
Bright like lightnin, Terrorist Islamic
Alle A ghetto superhero like Marvel Comics
Vertical limits, fresh notebooks
I write anthems for crooks
9th Image, cross the line of scrimmage
I shoot you in ya temple
Prince And leave ya face shattered with dimples
Killarm' could never be so simple
Originators Cross My Heart and won't die 'til ya ass is crippled
Songtexte In a wheelchair
Kneecap raps, flashbacks of Digital Warfare {*echoes*}
[Interlude: 9th Prince]
Songtext Word up, I wanna say what up
To those who copped our first and second album
Lyrics Y'all real troups out there
Yo.. aight?
[9th Prince]
Eh-yo my alliance run through club cheetahs
Lyric Rusty Heaterz that bust like lyrical heat seekers
Through the speakers, non-believers are deceivers
Liedertexte Do the media, lyrics try to teach ya
A walk through Harlem like Black Ceaser
Liedertext Razor blade stashed inside a sole of my sneaker
Ill graphics, far from a savage
Alle The streets is wicked like Halloween havoc
Little children with automatics
9th Imagine baby's drive-bys in a carriage
Rap busters like Peter Pan
Prince Or built like Sandman on a desert land
I'm from Shaolin, my sword is a mic stand
Originators Used to swoll ya glands, 9th Prince'll take command
Of the stage, my heart pumps rage
Songtexte Like a jungle lion trapped inside a cage
I free the slaves through the +Airwaves+
Songtext A Hot 97 airplay
All my real soldiers, raise ya AK's and hand grenades
Lyrics
[Outro: 9th Prince]
Word the fuck up
The 9th Prism
The new millenium
Lyric Peace and blessins to all the 5 Boroughs
Brooklyn, Manhatten, Staten
Liedertexte Word up, Queens, you know?
Long Island, up state, Connecticut
The whole tri-state, New Jerz'
Liedertext Peace and blessins to Killarm'
We armed and dangerous
For real, the new millenium
Alle Get ready, one love
Two guns, three lives
Writer(s): Terrance Hamlin
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