: (Saddle up tonight) 'Cause our hour's at hand (The war starts tonight) And it's time we understand Are we men or are we children? ('Cause I'm feeling
(Saddle up tonight) 'Cause our hour's at hand (The war starts tonight) And it's time we understand Are we men or are we children? ('Cause I'm feeling
like donuts Grown-ups, kids and girls Gather round and get gunned down I do it for the fun of it, adrenaline rush Coked up quick to bust Plus I love
Raised by the queens your mother paid So how does that make you a human god And all the ladies want you and sometimes gentlemen too And still we
ya War with the cops no prob They shouldn't took the job Blow holes throught they heads like donuts Grown-ups, kids and girls Gather round and get gunned
Smith and Wesson - I'm guessin' That you would play the tough guy and think that you're the shit But I be comin' quick with hollow tips and extraclip Fully and
out part two is a motherfucker Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me I'm dead so pass the bob G And after that pass the body Chuckwick Bill don
s fuckin' condo [Dirty Bird:] And she know who did it, gave the description and his digits So I called him like the girl on The Ring, and told him, "How
for anybody that wanna do sumpn sumpn Aint no almost dyin for nothing No lying or bluffin boy, I'm high and I'm dumpin niggas Soldiers prepare for war and
and everybody smell gunsmoke" We hurried up and grabbed the dough Got outside and seen nothin but five-o Pull back the trigger and start to bop [3 shots] and
went to the corner to the phone booth And called preme and the troops I told preme the plan and what to carry Cause where we going tonight yo it's kinda
