F - Fight Lyrics
Ch-ch-ch-ch... Yeah
(Terror Squad.. First Family..)
AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! (Yeah, hahahah!)
You see them diamonds gliserin off that three-quarterla (Hahaha)
Dat dem dere polyesther (Uh, nigga!)
Hahaha, ya heard me? (What the fuck, what the fuck, huh?!)
(Terror Squad... First Family...)
OH!, OH! (OH!) OH! (OH!) OH! (OH!)
OH! (OH!) OH! (OH!)
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, yeah uh
Yo it's that motherfuckin Bronx nigga Don shit
Run up in yo' mom's crib
Ship-stacked biddomb shit - gun up in the palm shit
Nobody moves, nobody get whacked with the contrict
Yo' shot at they concert, it's locked on the concrete
I'm Stone Cold, I mean I slap... then stomp...
Then what's to stop my .40 glock from rumblin your calm streets?
I'm troubled when I on deep, loco enough for dolo
Blow holes in ya carseat and roll over ya Rover
Fuck this role model shit I'm finna blow out ya wig
Bitch! Throw bottles to kid and get 'em thrown at ya crib
It's the return of the worst shit that ever happened
Reborn like what's crackin, we formed with raw plastic
Blastin off ya doors with an awful passion
Forcin the walls to crash in
You see them kids, I'll make 'em all bastards
Joey Crack - keep it gully
Known to clap - keep a fully
Automatic mack whodie on my lap - doin thirty
Drivin through the Heights tryna find these cats that did me dirty
Shot me on the Ave., now I gotta blast until them pearlies
We the realest niggaz ever touch the mic (BLAH!)
And we love to fight (BLAH!)
You heard my niggaz (ANTE UP!) give up the fuckin knife!
[Hook] - 2x
We gonna,
BREAK! - (BREAK!)
MASH! - (MASH!)
BRAWL! - (BRAWL!
CLASH! - (CLASH!)
Fight up in them clubs, got no love for yo' ass!!
GET YO' ASS UP NIGGA!
SHOW ME WHERE YOU AT!
GET YO' ASS UP NIGGA!
OPEN UP HIS BACK!
[Lil' Fame]
Yo who that husky-ass nigga with the flow so dumb
Comin up outta Brooklyn lookin like Mighty Joe Young
(FACE DOWN!) Know we real - got this motherfucker
crackin and buzzin with my Latin cousin Joey Grills
(WE INTERNATIONAL!) 151 proof
Letcha cold run loose, I give 'em a sunroof
For cotton-ass pretty boy talkin bout drama
With that nasty-ass Coogi suit, lookin like pajamas
(SOMEBODY GON' GET HURT TODAY!) So be it
We the First (First!) Fam (Family!) - You see it!
Put some trouble in ya voice homeboy, fore ya get whacked in
CALM (CALM!) DOWN (DOWN!) GET - BACK!
[Billy Danze]
For you niggaz that wanna trap me
I make families unhappy
I'm tied into the same shit as Boy George and Papi
(E'RYBODY KNOW!) Everybody wanna clap me
Tonight I'm with my Spanish homie Joey
so get at me with the ghetto issued .45, semi-automatic
I (SPIT) with intentions (TO RIP)
Put-put pieces out yo' cabbage bitch
Trained on the Hill, aim at niggaz faces
Push his hat back seven paces - leave him standin still
Cobra-ass nigga (Huh?!) You beg me to kill (Yeah!)
When I cock glocks and pop, you beg me to chill (Chill!)
(Y'ALL REMEMBER BILL!) Y'all remember the motherfuckin deal
You will get yo' ass zipped up, how this feel nigga?!!
[Hook - 2x]
[Petey Pablo]
Oh motherfucker uh-uh, y'all ain't seen nuttin yet
Got a call from the Bronx Best, bitch and I was right there
Duck tape, grip ply, havogee, turpentine
Two nickel nine, MacDonald, cup of richie wine
Wish a motherfucker would, look and he shall find
TEN MILLION WAYS TO DIE!
I'm the thickest of the fire
Ain't to many niggaz round with the rumble
With the rawest in the jungle, blicky BLOAW BLOAW!!
Bitch I break 'em down (DOWN) with Terror Squad now
Ya pretty bad, clumsy mouth, sit down - get up get out
Hottest thang they got in the south (Petey Pablo!)
If ya don't know now ya know - HOLLA AT 'EM JOE!
Fight club! - Fight club!
Fight club! - Fight club!
Fight club! - Fight club! HOLLA AT 'EM JOE!
[Hook - 2x]
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh?! (Hahaha)
First Family, Terror Squad....
F - Fight Lyrics
Never givin' up, got to go fuck up
Want to locc up, before I smoke up
I need time, he need time
They need time to free a mind
Listen to the messages and release
The time is now for you to be the beast
I need time, he need time
They need time to free a mind
Fight for Nutmeg If it's the last thing
You ever do Fight for Nutmeg
It's all between you and you
Fight for Nutmeg To get your shit thur
You want peace, I need peace
He need peace, we need peace
Can't let it go, know where to go
See how to go, fight before you have to go
Is your brain bubblin' and troublin' ?
Take the medication and heal the problem
You want peace, I need peace
He need peace, we need peace
Fight for Nutmeg
If it's the last thing
You ever do
Fight for Nutmeg
It's all between you and you
Fight for Nutmeg
Fight, fight, for self
Fight, fight, with stealth
Fight, fight, for self
Fight, for proper def
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Now I pledge alliegeance
to my all mighty king
My sword will serve thy majesty
armies of the dark, servants of hell preparing to fail
no turning back, not even death could change my mind
As the world will fall in war again
all of mankind will gather and fight (and fight again"
The scream of revenge burns in my heart
We'll fight together and see another day again
"Search for altars of gods around the world" he said
to find them is the only way
Altars for the stones, guardians of hope created by gods
united now to face the dark and evil throne
The scream of revenge burns in my heart
We'll fight together and see another day again
Carved in the stones lies my tribute to universe
my words speak in vain for a silent poetry
hear me all mighty I ask for your wisdom
Your path will be mine when I reach eternity
armies of the dark, servants of hell preparing to fail
no turning back, not even death could change my mind
Is that what I feel deep in my heart
The stones now scream and say mighty one fight for your king
Mighty one fight for your king
As the world will fall in war again
all of mankind will gather and fight
The scream of revenge burns in my heart
We'll fight together and see another day again
Carved in the stones lies my tribute to universe
my words speak in vain for a silent poetry
hear me all mighty I ask for your wisdom
Your path will be mine when I reach eternity
F - Fight Lyrics
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
How come nobody plays ska anymore?
I guess they all forgot what we were fightin' for
They're grown up now and they want to be respected
And be a part of the business we rejected
I liked things how they used to be
And now I'm doing what I can to SAVE THE SCENE!
You gotta fight for your right to skank
You gotta fight for your right to skank
We can't do it on our own, so pick up the telephone
And tell your friends they gotta fight to skank!
Fight!
Whatever happened to the bands that make you dance?
And laugh so hard you nearly wet your pants?
They wanna be emotional and that's so boring
Take out the fun and we're left snoring
I wouldn't blame it on TV or radio
It's this growing music wave that has GOT TO GO!
You gotta fight for your right to skank
You gotta fight for your right to skank
We can't do it on our own, so pick up the telephone
And tell your friends they gotta fight to skank!
FIGHT!
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We're ready to go
Ticking like a bomb that's about to blow
It's taking control
Pulling at your feet like an undertow
You don't really know
If you're all that capable
But you've been told
Figure it out
Don't pretend you're stupid
Sort it out
Go make yourself useful
You're better than dead
You really made a mess with the words you said
So easily fed
The flames of the fire rise above your head
They want to be led
You've joined the ranks instead
There's a voice in your head
I can't figure it out
Any more than the generation before me
I can't figure it out
How we got where we are today
I can't figure it out
Any more than the generation before me
I can't figure it out
We've got to fight not to fade away
F - Fight Lyrics
And now another story of stolen faith and tragic glory
They claim to be your friends but all the while they taunt you with lies
They tell you what to think and how to face the world around you
You never question what you know inside is lax and untrue
But take a look around
We're not running anymore
We're in the positive
But we're ready for the war... For the war
Fight the Youth
The Youth with poisoned minds
Ignite the truth
Restore sight to these blind
Fight the youth
The youth with poisoned minds
And if they suffer it's no fault but their own
And every time I see the hatred that engulfs these children
It makes me wonder if the quest for peace will someday subside
I'm not afraid to wage the hopeless battles I must fight
For I could never lose, I know my cause shines in the light
Take a look around
We're not hiding anymore
Your weapon's cowardice
And we won't take it anymore... Anymore
Fight the Youth
The Youth with poisoned minds
Ignite the truth
Restore sight to these blind
Fight the youth
The youth with poisoned minds
And if they suffer it's no fault but their own
And all the feelings of a generation fed with anger
Make all the choices for a future where all nightmares come true
I choose to fight for youth, to fight for truth, to fight for justice
I choose to heal the wounds of sacrifice made by the children
F - Fight Lyrics
[instrumental]
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