Krayzie:
Yeah, got my niggas from St Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga POD'd, my nigga, Sin, fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
[We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto ]
What if we slowed it down? Then, nigga, you would hear me I know niggas would fuck around and say we tried to steal your style Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest, thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload So, when them funky, funky jump me, gon' be ready to roll [ready to roll] It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid, but, oh no, niggas heard the flow and wanted a piece of the cake It kinda pissed me off that (?) figured they could get skills, but when kept on disrespectin', make 'em think we shit's real, nigga I'm from the Land where every nigga's plan is schemin' for the money, man, so we packin', and they don't understand them niggas rappin' but still they actin' like criminals (?) reciprocal, they don't know it, even though Oh, no, no, can't let you go When I pop pop pop [pop, pop], that funk'll gon' blow you away Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed

Warriors ride
[Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby]
Wasteland warriors ride
[Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby]
War corruptin' my mind

Souljah Boy:
You know it is, what it's gotta be, ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin', and these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back, don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these (?) where your troops is down to get loose, bitch, sue these stupid muthafuckas, don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus, 'cause the niggas be down for the count, and the first nigga step up, get shut down You shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style that's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town, arrest me on the rebound It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me, so muthafuck what you speakin', brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in white sheet, while your bullethole still be bleedin', but here's the reason for the season's on my muthafuckin' bank Why you lame, be actin' strange? Boom to bangs, nigga insanes, out to rearrange this muthafuckin' figure, knowin' damn well, I'm a muthafuckin' killa Nigga, bow down, and I'm
outta your picture Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller, we done muthafuck you and you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater, streetsweeper get your ass deceased

Warriors ride
[Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby]
Wasteland warriors ride
[Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby]
War corruptin' my mind

Bizzy:
Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick, nigga, what you saw was half the war (when a we beat your hoes) somebody's issuin' out my car, beat 'em and get long gone with a pistol in my (?) through me, runnin' through my pores, star, and they call war, ready for the cause, clones get the gun, end up gettin' them pinned, so (?) gotta break, your face be on that table, ready for more, y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in and vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up, and your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck, I'm still runnin' from feds, horror all across Rip's face, but I won't get caught in love Uh-uh, when I makes you want it, yes, some are (?), I 'm thinkin' 'bout bloody, sip of the drink and roll, but I had gun before you knows, don't roll, and I gotta go and face it, so picture me nearly dearly gettin' judged, roll

Layzie:
Aw, shit! Nowhere to run; here come judgement day Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your set, feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life, I snatch your life just like it's a day, which type'll it be? Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz, you know I got ends to spend, top ten (?), count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real Attitude like, ''Nigga, what?'' And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas Mo Thug employ in my city, destroy y'all, how wicked is this? It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe and outta the way And you know I get greater later, so I continue grindin' It's all about perfect timin', feel me, it's about perfect timin', hear me What's on my muthafuckin' mind in this: these playa haters got me pissed, bitch But let me get my gauge Leatherface, go get your mask We gon' blast and roll on these
muthafuckin' niggas, everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin'--the #l Assassin

Warriors ride
[Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby]
Wasteland warriors ride
[Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder, murder, murder, baby]
War corruptin' my mind

Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind