Armed Like A Renegade Mercenary
A-L-A-R-M, I'm on a mission
From God
The power of Christ compells you, now listen
If you ain't down with the Good News
Choose or lose, clown
Heaven-sent, or hell-bound
It makes no difference to me and my posse
The Disciples Dissin' Discipline is who we be
You won't see me or hear me
As I creep
No time to watch your back
So don't sleep
I'm fully strapped
Ready to peel a fool's cap back
The minute he steps to me and pops that bullcrap
Jack, just step back
Before you get smacked
My crew is a militia that's about to attack
The Black Panthers flipped inside out is us
The White Cheetahs
You NEED us
Cuz no one can beat us
We're invincible
It's visible, fool, that you're a faker
A heartbreaker
Now you just met your maker
Our calling card reads the triple-D
Just like D.D.T.
We're deadly as we wanna be
And we got short fuses
You can't diffuse us
Your knick-knack-paddy-wack games don't amuse us
And suckers who diss
We dismiss with prejudice
HELL naw, they ain't shit to us
Cuz this is OUR business
And they need to exit it
Because WE invented it
And now they get smoked
Well, they could have prevented it
But NOO...They had to go and act smart
Talkin' behind our backs
Frontin' like they had heart
But hot DAMN, minuteman
With a zip, and boom-bam!
You're kissin' the pavement
And realize you ain't flam
In order to get with us, yo
You need a game plan
But even with a game plan
You end up in pain, man
Gimme all the mean looks you want
You don't scare me
A-L-A-R-M, I'm your huckleberry.
Armed Like A Renegade Mercenary
On the real tip
I never used to be one
To start no trouble
I used to keep to myself, that's it
I never talked about nobody
And that kept me from gettin' into trouble
I never saw a rumble
But then I got a girl
And that's when the shit started
Enter Mr. Marksman
Cuz Mr. Nice Guy departed
I saw how ignorant fools really are, today
They see a couple in love
And try to get in the way
Tellin' lies that I'm foolin' 'round, behind her back
All the while, they're tryin' to get my boo in the sack
She wasn't havin' it
And when I found out
I cold flipped, and tripped
My temper flared, and ALL that shit
Ever since then, my mentality is fuck 'em all
If you dare to test me
You care to take a fall
And don't let my old man hear about a brawl
His Wrecking Crew is rougher than mine
It just takes a phone call
They don't give a DAMN
Who feels like actin' up
If you're a cop, it don't matter
You're probably corrupt
Now that my girl and myself are no longer
And no other girl wants to talk to me
I've gotten stronger
Bottom line bein' that if you step up
You step down
Music man, hit the ALARM sound.
Armed Like A Renegade Mercenary
The Disciples Dissin' Discipline
That's the crew that I'm in
The boys are in back
While I'm in front, with the rhymin'
There's Don with the quick step
He fights with a lead pipe
And Bob on his side
Bustin' shit with a left, right
Straight to your jaw
Til' he hears you mumble "uncle"
Then comes Roger and Curtis
Now there's a rumble
Claimin' backup is Owen and Greg
Out to break legs
Tom's takin' charge
Now you're walkin' on pegs
We got the brothers
Doc's wreckin' shop, feedin' you soil
Makin' you choke on it
You're fallin' victim to turmoil
Tahir's oppressin' ya
Molestin' ya, testin' ya
Piss on Islam, and his fists are blessin' ya
Chauncey, Teddy, Henry
Get NUFF respect
Forrest, Hollis and Thomas
Got your shit in check
Nate and Tony and Will
Makin' ya feel ill
And Phil, Sam and Tuffy
Show you the real deal
My crew even spreads out from town to town
If I got beef
My back is covered from all around
From the days of wayback
Richie's bustin' caps with a 40
And Derek and Ed
Are known for bein' naughty
Oh, the ladies...
There's several in our clan
There's Lisa and Jenny
But no respect to MaryAnn
There's Leah, Michelle and Chris
Don't ever diss this
The honeys are hostile
They're FAR from Swiss Miss
And if I had a girl
She wouldn't be a member
But she'd be all that I'd live for
I could NEVER forget her
And if you'd mess with her
You'd mess with me and the posse
We'd pull out a bottle
Like Martini and Rossi
And smash your head
And crash your head, and then some
Next thing you know, you're on the ground
You're overcome
But what'd you expect?
You thought we wouldn't find out?
It just so happens it gets back to us quick
Cuz we got much clout
Suckers be warned
The Hit List is gettin' large
And nothin' can save ya
Not even camouflage.
Armed Like A Renegade Mercenary