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letra de the warriors - atheist (hip-hop)

[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, suckas! 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 n0body’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 h-lluva 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 c-cktail
these wimps were nothing compared to the cops
yo, we tired to outrun ’em but they grabbed and k!lled 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 c0ke bottles clinking
“warriors, come out to play!”
it was luther and the rogues, there was h-ll 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

- atheist hip hop

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