I got the bombs to make you blow I got the beats to make you bang bang bang
Yeah me got god, and me got you Everyday thinkin bout how me get through Everything i own is on i.o.u. But i´m here bringing y´all something new
You no like the people They no like you Then they go set it off with a big boom Every gun in a battle is a son and daughter too Why you wanna talk about who done who? What you wanna talk about?
Slang tang That´s the that m.i.a. thang I got the bombs to make you blow
I got th ebeats to make you bang bang bang
Pull up the people, pull up the poor
I´m a fighter, fighter god I´m a soldier on that road I´m a fighter, a nice nice fighter I´m a soldier on that road
Bring me the reaper Bring me a lawyer I´ll fight i´ll take em on You treat me like a killer I ain´t never hate ya I´m a soldier on that road
I´m a fighter, fighter god I´m a soldier on that road
I´m a fighter, a nice nice fighter I´m a soldier on that road