Atheist - The Warriors lyrics

[Intro: Cyrus sample] One gang could run this city. One gang. Nothing would move without us allowing it to happen. We could tax the crime syndicates. The police. Cause we got the streets, s**as! Can you dig it? [Hook: Luther sample] There he is! That's him! That's...the Warrior! He shot Cyrus! [Verse 1] Nine delegates on a train to the Bronx Everyone is wearing colors and we'll never take them off There's a meeting doing down so we're moving through the town And nobody's packing weapons cause the truce is on for now Crowd's engaged, second Cyrus hits the state Leader of the Riffs, New York's biggest gang Thousands showed up, not knowing the cops rolled up He got a plan to take over but the spot's about to blow up Luther from The Rogues let the gun blow Hit Cyrus in his chest, quick to lay him to rest But he didn't stop there, man, he's running his mouth He tried to blame it on us like he was ratting us out We couldn't fight back cause the numbers weren't right It was straight up insanity when cops hit the spotlight We started running, man, with all of our might We gotta bop back to Coney? This a helluva night [Hook] [Verse 2] To start things off, we got a bus full of skinheads Turnbull ACs, they seem to want us dead First instinct's to fight but we ought to refrain Cause we gotta make it home. We gotta catch the train Our only option, proceed with caution Then we ran into another gang called the Orphans Tried to talk it out but to no avail Then we took their girl and threw a molotov co*ktail These wimps were nothing compared to the cops Yo, we tired to outrun 'em but they grabbed and k**ed Fox Ended up splitting up, yo, we had to get busy Some fought with the Furies, others fought the Lizzies The chick were packing, send 'em to the hospital The Furies had bats, turned 'em into popsicles Second we're back home, we'll be feeling euphoria But right now, every gang is looking for the Warriors [Hook] [Verse 3] Soldiering through the park, towards Union Square Ajax hitting on an undercover sitting there He got restless, she protested And then he got arrested by the cop he molested Swan and Mercy made it there early The rest were late but here's another gang wearing roller skates Don't know why but these are some big guys We brawled int he bathroom, we're the best when we improvise Yo, we finally got a train, made it back to Coney But even though we're home we couldn't be more lonely Something seemed wrong, man, our stomaches were sinking And then we heard the sounds of some Coke bottles clinking "Warriors, come out to play!" It was Luther and the Rogues, there was hell to pay They tried to pull a gun but Swan's quick with the blade Then the Riffs showed up and never let 'em get away [Hook] [Outro: Masai, Swan, and Luther sample] Masai: Riffs! Swan: Still looking for us? Masai: We found who we're looking for Luther: No! No! It wasn't us. It was them. The Warriors Masai: You Warriors are good...real good Swan: The best Masi: The rest is ours