A Few Good Men

[Intro: Mack 10] Ha, Talk about the best of both worlds Yeah, The king of the conscious rap Me, The king of the streets Ha ha, You know who it be I don't need no introduction Hey bone, Check this out Get it how you live, Homeboy [Verse 1: T-Bone] Yo, Strap up the boots, I'm ready to shoot, Load the ammo Bone soprano wit Glocks in a green camos I play rappers like the grand piano General to call shots like I'm Joe Bonano What, The west is back Cept this dude ain't black He latino dawg, And he rock gringos Black, Indians, Palestinians, And phillipinos And I cash money like vegas casinos I'm armed and ready, Palms are sweaty Kinda like em, Cept I got a sharp machete And I'm quick to toss wack rappers off of levees Words is heavy, Kinda like a old school chevy Oh, Hip hop will never be the same It's time to change, I'm bout to rearrange the game Ready to fight back, So when they say who's that Tell 'em it's just the king of the conscious rap Oh [Chorus 2X: T-Bone and Mack 10] See, All we need is just a few good men Cause ain't too many left like bone and mack 10 We know nobody's perfect, So repent for ya sins So ya betta get it straight cause he's comin again [He's watchin] [Verse 2: Mack 10] I got the hood on smash, Homie Although I'm ballin full throttle, I'll never run outta gas, Homie I'm so fly as the days go by, I'm better So I dump, Re-up, And keep gettin mo cheddar You know what it do, Mack 10 a savage Got hustle in my veins, So I fiend for the cabbage Fresh balla till the end, Tell a friend and a neighbor Ain't that I got so much flavor, It's that I got so much favor I'm like pac, My mic styles against all odds And you don't wanna go to war wit a child of god So if ya see me in a six-fo, Tuck ya pistol It's on if ya miss so, Be careful what ya wish fo A rhyme sayer you respect like the mayor Plus ya arm is too short to box wit god, Playa See, I'm all for jesus, But I'm nothin like mase I'm too ghetto and gutter, But I'm covered wit his grace Chorus 2X [Verse 3: T-Bone] Yo, Yo, Been through the boot camp and training grounds I've spent 12 years developing this conscious sound Patiently waitin, Seein women get degraded Hear my favorite rapper shot and get assasinated Whatever happened to hip hop? We used to pop lock and break dance, Now we just gang bang and crip walk I'm tired of hearin all the murders and the gunshots It's time for us to take a stand man and kick rocks We gotta make a change for the best The west, Only represents sex, Techs, And a vest And death rush on street crooks that ride hard for they sets It gets old man, I'm tryin to see my people be blessed Yes, I'm bout to change it all around for the best And help the convicts learn how to deal wit the stress Minus the drugs, Ak's, Gun, Knives, And bullets And try to save all of the thugs before there's none of them left Yes Chorus 2X [Outro: Mack 10] T-Bone, Bone-A-Fide, King of the conscious rap Number 1 hustler, Mack 10 Ha, Ha, God is powerful, Man Bone, He got me on here doin somethin positive, Man Can you believe that? Betta yet, How ya love that? Ha ha, Yeah, Westsiide Another prayer where he right Ha ha ha