Hook:   The souljahs marching on prepared for war   The souljahs marching on prepared for war      Verse 1: Layzie Bone      The cycle continues look what I've been through   Chapter 5 from the Book of Thugs   Nineteen Ninety Nine two thousand   New millenium marching forward   All aboard seek and destroy   Any nigga that throw a decoy   We them niggas you can't avoid   Boy boy don't fuck around and get me paranoid   I'm on a mission impossible, off da rip when he get hostile   If you gots ta know I got lots of dough   So the murda mo ain't no optional   Unstoppable relentless rolling in Benzes   Hear it repeat weeded indeed nigga believe it   Proceed wid the lead and completed it's on   Feel my bombs motherfucker, undisputed round for round   Putting it down, town ta town tearing da roof of this mother-fucker   When I'm in your city get wit me fuck wit your nigga   When I'm in Maui hoes around me still come fuck wid your niggas   But if you ain't talking about no money   Nigga you really ain't talking no sense   Out of line wid out a dime,   Motherfucker you got me ready   It ain't no honour amongst thieves   Won't waste my time smoking weed   Wid all these petty conversations   So I avoid the playa hation      Hook      Verse 2: Bizzy Bone      Still, got the gun on Frankie Sosa   Fully automatic four mathematics original souljahs   See nobody can't stop me betta watch me back out,   Woke up in the county as soon as I passed out   Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out   Mo and mo cash for everyone in the room   Every homie know we move you know the scope is on   Come in and snooze who feeling my music true dat   Cause if I was in there   I woulda been looting like the rest ah y'all knew dat (Bone Thug)   Know we knew that in your conscience,   You ain't nuthing but a mobster   You can't be budged   God only can judge you (Thug Luv)   Loot all the cops erase the judge   Heading for the fifth dimension mention   Then settle some stuff legal   All I really wanted was a Regal      Hook      Verse 3: Flesh N Bone      Now who gon' be the last two soldiers standing   Doing back ta back holding the cannons   Another episode of my bloodish   On hit wid ah low blow   Just a thugging ass nigga   That's ready ta get some sense   I sorta like Billy The Kid   Mixed like a leather show no mercy   Filthy gonna kick in explicit some material too deadly   So prepare the description advisory   If you rise get ready fuck wid me steady   Everyday all day daily haters wanna come try fade me   Unleash the guage release bush   Trying ta feel it the wrath of the whirldwind   Sware you'll wake up fast motherfucker   Before the fifth dog holla missile off   And blast you between your eyes serving no homicide   Victim is blown right, all we know she got decapitated   Nigga your body rot in the crypt   We taping it up to the ceiling graded   Time from time and again my niggas had ta warn   All you enemies of mine I'm coming ta storm   My niggas be storming through wid army and fatigues   Feel the grief artillery nigga them prophets   To the apostle living a revelation set off the revolution   Nigga the desperado, you niggas can't fuck wid the fifth dog killer   Now haters die die die die....      Hook   (til' fade)