Warriors Nine (Ft. Bounty Killer)
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[Intro: Bounty Killer (Nine)]
This is the big bad Bounty Killa alongside Mista Nine
And we always a shine, ah we are a one-of-a-kind
We kill for a dime.. (aiyyo we gon' spark this up right now)
This time, it's crime, and rhyme
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy! (Bounty Killer, Nine)
Check.. where them said 'em want to watch
[Hook: Nine + Bounty Killer]
I'm a - WARRIOR
The God 'pon the low will take - FOUR OF YA
Yeah Nine brings the bass like - GLORIA
If you're weak I'm ignorin ya and - FLOORIN YA
In the - CORRIDOR
[Verse 1: Nine]
I run with the unfortunate depressed adolescents
From tenements and projects hell it's, seven I'm heaven sent
The evidence is physical and mental
I put led to the head like a pencil and dent you
You five dollars, I already spent you
I lynch you your spotlight now I dim the lights
Break the mics like a dollar for the pay phone
You should've stayed home, now you stiff like stone
Heartbeat like a dial tone (OOOOOOO) you can't roam
When Nine and Bounty Killer plant crops, lick shots
Then all the bullshit stops, take cuts
Manhattan for twenty-four bucks!
This is the big bad Bounty Killa alongside Mista Nine
And we always a shine, ah we are a one-of-a-kind
We kill for a dime.. (aiyyo we gon' spark this up right now)
This time, it's crime, and rhyme
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy! (Bounty Killer, Nine)
Check.. where them said 'em want to watch
[Hook: Nine + Bounty Killer]
I'm a - WARRIOR
The God 'pon the low will take - FOUR OF YA
Yeah Nine brings the bass like - GLORIA
If you're weak I'm ignorin ya and - FLOORIN YA
In the - CORRIDOR
[Verse 1: Nine]
I run with the unfortunate depressed adolescents
From tenements and projects hell it's, seven I'm heaven sent
The evidence is physical and mental
I put led to the head like a pencil and dent you
You five dollars, I already spent you
I lynch you your spotlight now I dim the lights
Break the mics like a dollar for the pay phone
You should've stayed home, now you stiff like stone
Heartbeat like a dial tone (OOOOOOO) you can't roam
When Nine and Bounty Killer plant crops, lick shots
Then all the bullshit stops, take cuts
Manhattan for twenty-four bucks!
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