One Man Batallion Lyrics - Mr. Shadow

*Mr. Shadow talking* 

Aha ha ha Yea!! Wassup?! 

It's Mr. Shadow back up in here! 

For the '99! 

Beyond Entertainment style 

Vicious Man Funk style 

Bold Headed Individual style haha 

Check it out! 

[Verse 1] 

Can you hear the gangsta bounce 

As I step up in the house? 

I got chu wonderin' 

Who am I the one to leave's them sufferin' 

Never under estimate the actions of a young baller 

Swervin' in Impala's, lowered maximas and stackin' dollar's 

I rolled with outlaws, real g's, ex-con parolees 

Ready to put on work on you busta's 

And phonies and impostor's, get tossed up 

Hear the top of individuals that'll get chu crossed up 

Locked up! Wassup! With these guppies actin' strange 

Don't make me get the gauge, cock one back and rearrange 

Your willin' to change your ways, if you wanna get respected 

You better stay away or a hit will be attempted 

On you and your boys cause we make much noise 

We play with chrome toy's from S.D. to Illinois 

I got no choice but to live by the sword 

For my actions and my thoughts are rejected by the lord! Foo!! 

[Chorus 2x] 

From the dark side of S.D. 

You all know me 

It's a the one man battalion 

The one and only 

Livin' like a champ 

Nothin but sickos 

In my camp 

Ready to wipe one off the map 

At the drop of a hat! 

[Verse 2] 

Guess who's back still on probation? 

On my way to test I'm thinkin' 

'Will I slip and face incarceration 

Nothin' to explain 

I'm gonna put it plain and simple 

Since I was an adolescent; learned to pack a pistol 

When sickos on the lose I got my weapons and boots 

Instead of reading books I was hanging with the crooks 

And it looks the same; nothin' really change 

Except a few accounts in the bank under my name 

I never like to blink when I'm staring at a cop 

Cause their venomous like snakes 

Fool! I put that on the spot 

Pops always told me there would be fools like these 

Tryna play a hate-a hustla for his cars and G's 

But see, I got more cars I'm a wrecka then richer 

I'll be the one that'll lit chu 

And put a frame around your picture 

Hit cha with the style that you never heard before 

Disrespect and Imma have you wishin' you were never born! Son! 

Chorus 2x 

Can you feel the bass thumpin'? Let me ask you somethin' 

Have you ever had a beat like this bump in your trunk 

Ain't no future if you front like the bomb 

I caused a panic, got chu runnin' out bullets 

Cause my boys pack automatic's 

I have it in my blood to be a warrior 

If he gots the static I'll let chu have it 

Fool, I'm warnin' ya! (warnin' ya) 

Better strap a vest, ain't no playin' in the west 

And when they lay my ass to rest, I want my city on my chest (Let go) 

If you try to test my skills, Imma show you how it feels and uh 

Why Jack and Jill never came down from the hill and uh 

I'm strikin' enemies like them planes in Vietnam 

Piss me off, I'll go off set a bomb and drop it on Sudan (boom) 

I'm crazy with my goons, me and my dogs from a platoons 

Disrespect and man you'll end up in the ven out in the goons 

Sooner then your think it, faster then you blink 

I'm standing right behind you here to see your ship sink boy! 

Chorus 2x