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Hard Truth Soldiers - Hard Truth Soldiers
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Hard Truth Soldiers...Bringin' you back what ya miss in Hip Hop...NOT to be confused with people who just do music...
WWW.GUERRILLAFUNK.COM HARD TRUTH SOLDIERS BRINGIN' YOU BACK WHAT YA MISS IN HIP HOP... GUERRILLA FUNK HARD TRUTH SOLDIERS: --------------------------------------------------- * PARIS a.k.a P-DOG the bushKilla a.k.a Gat Turner * THE CONSCIOUS DAUGHTERS (CMG & Special One) * T-K.A.S.H * KAM * DA LENCH MOB (J-Dee,T-Bone & Shorty) * MC REN * PUBLIC ENEMY * DEAD PREZ (M-1 & Stic.man) Hard Truth Soldiers...not to be confused with people who just do music...
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Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
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Paris
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Guerrillafunk recordings
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May 13, 2006
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MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 2:52
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Hard Truth Soldiers Bring that beat back, we set it off Got us back for combat, we get it raw With a counterattack over tracks we build minds of the blind never calm when we bomb on neocons Let's go! Pump the level, the rebel to you Never lose or let a devil break up my crew Never nervous, serve em with the words with purpose it's the cointel killa black hard truth silverback Still checkin to see just who's set to come along when brothers revive that movement We bringing the balance back, never non-violent tact Guerrillla Funk and PE connect So know it when ya hearin the rhymes that I'm givin' 'em combined with the rythmn designed to expose the sins all in it's the master plan until the curse is reversed I'm sayin, rebirth of a nation They call me E-M-E, U-N-O, you know PA, niggas is opposite of the Po Po We say together the ants can conquer the elephants They say, fuck what they say 'cause shit is irrelevant Soldiers, where's your heart? Show me that love What you made of? This is the shit that could make thugs Turn revolutionary, 360 he with me she with me Anything for you, give up my kidney Up early in the morning, training with the machete Revolutionary, ready for war, never scary As an African, my daily regimen is development Malcolm X said self defense is intelligent So I train in the martial arts It's something for warriors, not those with partial hearts We recognize that our people need a military So we could take care what's already necessary Chorus: What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier That's right, You ain't nothin' but a soldier yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier It's the killa Cal nigga now, showin' disgust One hitta, still bitter, clips ready to bust Gat Turner with the twin burner 21 shots in my drawz Red beam on a pig make 'em pause And y'all can't fuck with the style I bring Been wild as a child ever since I came To the knowledge of myself, raise 'em up, maintain P-Dog and the Enemy, we bringin' the pain It's the squaw, quick on the draw and quite clean Verbal attack, I'm never seen, comin' Niggas take off runnin', they know in my tribe I'm pitchin' venomous arrows and shovin' bitches aside We ride, unified, playin' our part Bein' sure that a woman's voice'll never get lost Still a soldier in the struggle and aware of the cost Motherfucka, thought you knew the people ready for war So before I begin, let's commit to rhyme Keep the women in the mix and do it one more time And that when I get to hittin', know the powder is dry Spittin' 'power to the people', hoe, the real gon' shine Conscious Daughters in the front, soldier first brigade Special One, CMG, Guerrilla Funk, we raid Blaze through the competition and we all get paid But keep it revolutionary each and every day Chorus: What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier That's right, You ain't nothin' but a soldier yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Who that nigga you can call to spit some shit And ain't scared of the government, you niggas lovin' it We spread out in different positions Tryin' to break these motherfuckas outta prison, listen Mayday on the front line Nigga we Gs up in the game, we bust 'till we flatline Then they want my black ass to Rock The Vote They want as many niggas they can to fill the boat But these house niggas go fight in Iraq Cryin' to they mamma now they wanna come back Should'nta took your black ass in the service And fuck if I make you nervous, I'ma spe
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