Icp

Icp - Warrior songtekst

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Anybody Killa, yeah 

Anybody Killa, come on 







(Anybody Killa) 

What up ya'll? 

Welcome to the mothafucking Regal Beagle 

Before we play this next track 

I want all my pimps and playas 

I mean all my single, no lady, pimps and playas 

To find the hottest girl in the room 

And go up to her and her man, and take that bitch 





(Anybody Killa) 

Pour me a drink, time to get drunk 

Role that blunt, lets get fucked up 

What you think that I can't hang? 

Just because I'm stumbling? 

I'm a warrior, bitch recognize 

Sipping fire water since the age of nine 

Tomahawk in my hand like it says on my feet 

Looking for me a squanto to take home and freak 

Straight to the teepee, things ain't changed 

Pack the piece pipe before I hit that strange 

Pop on the deer buckskin rubber 

Lay her down slow on my bear hide cover 

Bitch is out for the count 

Cause she fucked all night and got her box banged out 

Should have known not to fuck with me 

Totem poll warrior from the 313 





(Chorus x2) 

I know you wanna be 

(Wanna be) 

I know you wanna be 

(Wanna be) 

I know you wanna be 

A Warrior 





(Anybody Killa) 

You wanna be a warrior? Follow me 

(I can take you different places) 

Down to the roots, cause the roots are the tree 

(And show you all these passed on faces) 

But still living cause they living inside of me 

(They only wanna know about the Earth, they wanna breathe) 

That's why I have all this crazy energy 

(I'm only trying to explain) 

Why I drink, and love to smoke 

Regal Beagle powwows with my road fools hoe 

Showing off the nub (Yeah) 

Only hanging with scrubs (Come on) 

Take a bath in blood, motherfuck a tub 

That's how we do it, I ain't playing (No) 

Mud duck, hood rat hoes parlaying (Biotch!) 

Drinking 40's while twisted this spliff 

Detroit, Eastside, get with it 





(Chorus x2) 

I know you wanna be 

(Wanna be) 

I know you wanna be 

(Wanna be) 

I know you wanna be 

A Warrior 





(Anybody Killa & Esham) 

Na-Na-Na-Na 

Marijuana, crack 40's 

To get by 

Na-Na, Na-Na-Na 

No you can't have none 

Hoe cakes gone, weed baggies bare 

Roaches done been smoked 

Man I'm outta here (Peace ya'll) 

Pack up fools, time to bust 

Searching for a new sack of mother Earth we trust (Uh-huh) 

Get high, stay high, live high 

And if you wanna go the way I go, die high 

This party ain't over til the weed man sings 

Steady locked behind bars, I can't bring that thang 

All we all get raided for helping ourselves 

Mary Jane get us focused, now she's wanted in Hell 

Now every party that I go to, I'm keeping it real 

Devil shouts keep them coming with a blunt to fill (Yup!) 

Stay true to the game, think big 

Front and center, buck wild 

See you next week kid (Bye-bye) 





(Chorus x2) 

I know you wanna be 

(Wanna be) 

I know you wanna be 

(Wanna be) 

I know you wanna be 

A Warrior 





(Esham x4) 

Na-Na-Na-Na 

Marijuana, crack 40's 

To get by 

(Warrior)
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