Public Enemy - Hard Truth Soldiers lyrics

(Verse 1: Chuck D) Bring that beat back, we set it off "we set it off" Got us back for combat, we get it raw "we get it raw" With a counterattack over tracks we build minds of the blind never calm when we bomb on neocons "let's go" Pump the level, the rebel to you Never lose or let a devil break up my crew Never nervous, serve 'em with the words with purpose it's the CoIntel k**a black hard truth silverback "damn" Still checkin to see just who's set to come along when brothers revive that movement We bringing the balance back, never non-violent tact Guerrillla Funk and P.E. connect So know it when you're hearin the rhymes that I'm givin' 'em combined with the rythmn designed to expose the sins all in it's the master plan until the curse is reversed I'm sayin, rebirth of a nation... (Verse 2: Professor Griff) They call me E-M-E, U-N-O, you know P.A., n***az is opposite of the Po Po We say together the ants can conquer the elephants They say, f** what they say 'cause sh** is irrelevant Soldiers, where's your heart? Show me that love What you made of? This is the sh** that could make thugs Turn revolutionary, 360 he with me she with me Anything for you, give up my kidney... (Verse 3: Dead Prez) Up early in the morning, training with the machete Revolutionary, ready for war, never scary As an African, my daily regimen is development Malcolm X said self defense is intelligent So I train in the martial arts It's something for warriors, not those with partial hearts "partial hearts" We recognize that our people need a military So we could take care what's already necessary.... (Chorus: Paris 2X) What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier (Verse 4: Paris) It's the k**a Cal n***a now, showin' disgust One hitter, still bitter, clips ready to bust Gat Turner with the twin burner 21 shots in my drawz Red beam on a pig make 'em pause And y'all can't f** with the style I bring Been wild as a child ever since I came To the knowledge of myself, raise 'em up, maintain P-Dog and the Enemy, we bringin' the pain... (Verse 5: Conscious Daughters) It's the squaw, quick on the draw and quite clean Verbal attack, I'm never seen, comin' n***as take off runnin', they know in my tribe I'm pitchin' venomous arrows and shovin' b**hes aside We ride, unified, playin' our part Bein' sure that a woman's voice'll never get lost Still a soldier in the struggle and aware of the cost Motherf**er, thought you knew the people ready for war... So before I begin, let's commit to rhyme Keep the women in the mix and do it one more time And that when I get to hittin', know the powder is dry Spittin' 'power to the people', hoe, the real gon' shine Conscious Daughters in the front, soldier first brigade Special One, CMG, Guerrilla Funk, we raid Blaze through the competition and we all get paid But keep it revolutionary each and every day....... (Chorus: Paris 2X) What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier (Verse 6: MC Ren) Who that n***a you can call to spit some sh** And ain't scared of the government, you n***az lovin' it We spread out in different positions Tryin' to break these motherf**ers outta prison, listen "yeah" Mayday on the front line n***a we G's up in the game, we bust 'till we flatline "what" Then they want my black a** to Rock The Vote They want as many n***az they can to fill the boat But these house n***az go fight in Iraq Cryin' to they mamma now they wanna come back Should'nta took your black a** in the service And f** if I make you nervous, I'ma speak it Black revolutionary, that's my title While these stupid n***az wanna be American Idols Still ride for the streets, since day one We rough with ours homie, straight outta Compton... (Chorus: Paris 2X) What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah Straight Hard Truth Soldier (Outro: MC Ren Talking) yeah, MC motherf**in Ren, with my n***a Paris Guerrilla Funk