Buck buck fuck where my thugs at  where the fuck my thugs at
 Are you ready for war  got to be ready for war

 (verse 1)
 Forward march  pull out your weapon aim directly for the heart
 Buck the brain and make sure everything stop and listen to the shells drop
 As we steady poppin round after round off trumpets fade around us
 Bailin through the motherfuckin mud and rain niggas on a mission
 Shirt full of bloodstains but I'm still livin
 Cause I got the will and the skills
 To make it out the killin field alive and killin still
 This the type of shit I make you want got our suits on
 Knowin and willin to die with our boots on
 Dressed in fatigues this is real we ain't no actors
 We don't wear this shit for no fashion
 You'll see how real it is when we start blasting
 Fake niggas always shoot real blanks
 We in the steel tanks
 If this was real they'd probably crumble
 How you come to rumble
 When you scared of what's in the jungle, nigga
 Why you tell them people you was killas
 I put this on my dead thugs
 When they jump we gon tear it up
 Torpedo one bomb torpedo two to see the destruction
 Military minded so will win
 Strategize, that's all I'm fuckin bout is strategies
 It's all about reality and nigga that's me

 (chorus)

 Before we fight, I use my mind to pin the situation
 Makin sure the enemies weak before we invade 'em then we break 'em
 Organization is a factor
 Comin from the warrior slash the mad rapper
 Makin pushes jump out the bushes troopers attack
 And the heads of the adversaries bring 'em back to me
 If you scared you the first nigga dead
 and the field is gettin deeper
 Drama getting thicker so I pull my pistol quicker
 Kill 'em all if they ain't on your team
 But watch out for the spies trying to infiltrate the scene know what I mean
 We headed for the justice center
 Free all the convicts and let the killas ride with us
 Yeah, let's fuck some shit up and get rid of-
 The Law of course voluntarily or by force
 This shit just goes on and on
 It don't stop until the body rott and they casket drop
 In the W-A-R we are the mighty, the mighty, the mighty mighty warriors ready
 If they spittin we gone send them bitches slugs
 back it's like that buck buck buck

 (chorus)

 Thugs, everywhere you see them niggas wanna be 'em
 Meet the real thuggish ruggish niggas out of cleveland
 The wasteland warriors wild execution style find your body smelling foul
 I stay thugged out and enhance my thug mentality
 Gotta keep my mental sharper than a pencil
 Got bullets in the clip though and you in danger
 If you anger me nigga you'll me the one that's in the chamber
 Paranoia, don't get too close I'll blow your fuckin head right off your shoulders
 Cause everything to me is war I'm livin in horror
 I'll die before captured (fuck that)
 fuckin with these niggas down to the last clip
 Remember the casualties dearly departed
 Keep poppin at these coppers and we'll drop 'em in your honor
 You can rest in peace your killas deceased
 Where my thugs at buck buck get 'em up so I can see 'em

 (chorus