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feat. Marco Polo & Torae Sometimes I sit back, reminisce how we used to round up Cuties around the way and play run catching kids Once we tagged them it was it Now we got them on a man hunt Romey don't even know, your parents couldn't stand us It was all fun and games, sunshine and rain Love was one and the same, through the joy and pain Share dreams of fortune and fame, One of us make it big, we all get a portion to maintain None of us paying attention to how often things change Adjust sideways and strange things became Some lame odd names try to put us to shame We wooped them out showed them what we was about Outnumbering us they try to run the bomb rush Son, dunk this clip, got em all pour for us We fold the price storm, with questions about the officers As long as we held each other down, they suckers took a lost to us [Hook] x 2 Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Somehow ease the pain got me feeling all numb A lot of things popped off because of us It was like everywhere we would go, we bought the motherfucking rockets Couple shooters waved they heat at us, but it ain't bust us Connections mean consequences, repercussions You already know it, no discussion Pressure bust pipe, combustion combustion What's your function? My gun got shipped to the island from the junction Mami don't know, I'm running the streets Thumping into something for real Chopping it up for a mill Out here, getting it in Deal or no deal, haters get cold stealing ice picks For they home grill Seems like just yesterday my home boy got killed I ain't over it yet, I'ma always be ill Smash city all day, you could relax and chill I do the math in bill, that ain't the half either still If you knew what I know, You'd probably feel how I feel [Hook] x 2 Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Somehow ease the pain got me feeling all numb Nigga you ever took a hit of the pure, that unstopped on That's what you get when we spittin, this shit is heron Type of shit you be dead from, too high overdose Niggas try to ride with us, but they couldn't come close To decipher the codes, deciphering the frauds Imitating other niggas lifestories in records Shit is really cb4, chris rocker's a profit Cause he told us that what happened Shit was sorry cause he stopped it Getting back to the topic, the warrior's drum Soon as marco hit that, you hear them warriors come And if you wasn't worried, you dumb The word in the slum, is that he hale from connie island where the warriors from Nigga I ride the victorious one, in any battle Imprint them with that ar logo they was tattered Fuck is better than care food, you see me in stacks You catch the faith, fuck up your face, fade you to black [Hook] x 2 Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Loving the sound of the warrior's drum Somehow ease the pain got me feeling all numb. |