is to overthrow The rap government from Crenshaw to Tupelo It's like a bug always tickin in my mind It's tellin me "buddy, it's time" [Chorus - *
; Who didn?t want to end up crushed by god?s embrace In the age of the cold wind blowing and dogs in space; Who?s faces are fading. They?re the loneliest
Full the moon and midnight sky Through the dark they ride Warriors of forever will sacrifice the night One for all and all for one The future time has
huh, but when the sound comes Significant percussion feel rush crush the round drum And keep in tempo with the cries of the Ancient San Su Warrior takin
that once was my land I can't find a home It's lonely and it's quiet And the horse soldiers are comin' And I think it's time I strung my bow And ceased
's spell In a twilight blue and shadowed As the faintest stars were born In a month of summers ending Earth's peace was shattered by a storm Warrior
man, here's my sentence One hundred thousand years of repentance Check my anger, it's real, ain't no token I'll be satisfied only when your back's been
beat 'til they feelin' the heat in the streets Now each one, teach one, reach one, young gun On one, listen to the warrior's drum Beatin' up the block
keep it moving, and showing cats how it's done 'Cause it's the verbal combat, position number one We keep it beaming like a beacon If it's clearance
I still danced to the beat of a different drum Then the one I heard at home I will always dance to the beat of a different drum For the warrior has
, Zumbi Blow them away Zumbi, Zumbi Blow them away Santiago's free Santiago's free Santiago's free Santiago's free Santiago's free Santiago's free Santiago's free Santiago's
just waitin' to be found I guess it's just a warrior's way This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior
and nimbler tongues Singular in their purpose and resolve And presuming to speak for everyman Oh, for another time, a distant field And there a mortal warrior?s
of the life's elixir I want to drown all my misery into the green trolls blood And brown swamp drink fight against diminishing time Burden of a solitary warrior's
blood freeze to solid ground Yes, pagan souls be witness to the conquering of Hirsir So warriors, unsheathe your swords Burn with us and our lord The drum
now To the sound of a thousand guns Storm the gates of hell itself To the tune of a single drum Where are the girls of the neighborhood bars Whose love's
For freedom - Death For freedom - Blood For freedom - Fire For freedom - Destruction Warrior awake And step upon the path of honor Bid farewell to your
, They're marching in silence... Many of them will die tomorrow, But none of them is afraid of death. When the horns and kettle-drums sound steady rows of warriors