Urban Souljah Lyrics - Mo Thugs

High tech weapons everywhere 

We roll in the jungle 

In the middle of the field, they tumble 

Somebody gon' crumble after the rumble 

Urban souljah 

Head it off, confident jet plane 

Low fuel, escort it to the runway 

Surely not gonna be a fun day 

It's a gun day, warrior skills apply 

Rebels in field, fire in hell and sky 

The deal, the fear of dyin' is real 

Suck it up, never once to be revealed again 

Mess around, discourage the whole barrack 

I know somebody's deceivin' me 

But I'm fightin' to the end if I believe it 

Just somethin' about that thriller-iller in a nigga 

Yo, I gotta retrieve 'em, splittin' them natural born 

We're raised to prey 

We done brought the forty-five 

Forty-four carry 

(You withdraw the blame, listen, engagin') 

On front page, eclipse the world courageous 

If they all end up with barren wages in cages 

Your left, your left, your left 

Now, get on down 

Now, stop and meet your fate 

Wasteland gonna rock this place 

Uh-huh, check it out, check it out 

Uh-huh, check it out, check it out 

Engage into combat, Armageddon is already takin' 

It's place inside of my brain held down by chains 

And I can't escape my evil way 

Everyday seems to get a little bit more strange 

To the point where I cannot sleep 

A good seed was sewn into full a grown tree 

With fruit as leaves, only to be chopped and burned 

I don't think there'll ever be a remedy for my disease 

As tears proceed bleed from eyes of those 

Who scream as they desperately search for peace 

A life of misery, all you've ever givin' me 

I've tried to pray, but my faith won't let me go no further 

If I got to die for something, it'll be my freedom 

This ain't no physical war, it's all mental 

Livin' in a final era of the very last pages of the Holy Bible 

It's almost time to go as Judgment Day awaits our mortal souls 

Sound off, one, two 

Sound off, three, four 

This is world we live in 

Truly devoted, frustrations gettin' out 

This splurge of mental traffic can drive you crazy 

More than enough problems we're facin' 

That's why Stone keep his mind in a zone, huh 

Real with ourselves, we way off in the wasteland, nobody wanna die 

No, nobody really give a damn, strugglin's a mother 

Gotta play it out, can't unroll your cover 

On the down low hustle, trustin' in God 

Lettin' Him provide, we strivin' survivors 

Ain't about what it was, what it is 

The deal, real gorillas in the midst 

High tech weapons everywhere 

We roll in the jungle 

In the middle of the field, they tumble 

Somebody gon' crumble after the rumble 

Urban souljah