The Last Tru Souljah/Hero

Lyrics

Part 1: The Last Tru Souljah [Intro] In the beginning was the word, and the word was made flesh [Chorus] He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! [Interlude] Clear my path, demons, step aside I know who thou art, thou art the last true soldier Silence! Hath thou come to sever us before our time? Thou know what time it is! Then why hast thou come? And what would thou have wish to do? Into the swine! You bring it to me, and I'll take it to him And he'll take it to my father! And out of this mouth proceeded a tongue That spat like a double-edged sword! [Chorus] He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! [Verse] Ever since the resurrection, we needed a quicker test But nonetheless, I check 'em with blessings I learned my lesson Nigga, just take protection, fully got correction I point a direction the Smith & Wesson, was it my fault? Nah, Jesus, he got hung up on the crucifix And just cause what he preach And people thought he was a lunatic! It seems like they've been tricked by the mystic spirit Better open up your eyes or Be planning to get tossed in a ditch, bitch [Chorus] He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! He's the holy one, here comes the holy one The one and only son of the Lord God, behold, hold! Part 2: Hero [Intro: Flesh-N-Bone] (Flesh Flesh) Tough boy you can fake like you hard But if you ain't rollin' with the Lord Bigga get your (bitch ass pussy) Get your ass a hoe card bitch [Verse 1: Flesh-N-Bone] Well, in the middle of the night ride quiet ? ' sleepin' competitors nothin' but silence Not a tell-tale story teller Flesh telling just what I saw Niggas afraid when they let the Fifth Dog pick up The Book of thugs he's so raw raw motherfuck the law Law get 'em off a your dog ya'll ya'll ? Ya'll niggas ain't ready for the armaggedon ? In a daze and if you come around my way ? make my day Flesh Have any mercy not when he cock buckshot feel his ass drunken ? bloodclots ? fill his ass hot slugs when he explode Now get 'em off poppin' gotta Glock flossin' a beam And call off shots right in between his eye when I hit 'em With a Nina should've seen his split wig ? Never wanna fuck with my lyrical status can't touch my And my style you niggas in the game wanna talk foul ? 100 proof thugstyle put it down Sure you wanna bite us now (now, uh) [Chorus: Flesh-N-Bone] One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' [Verse 2: Afta Maff, Flesh-N-Bone & Two Gun] Runnin' with a bullet proof vest and put 'em to rest When I meet a motherfucker with a fifth of Cal. AK-47 Mac-11, Hollow Points trailin' the bitch And watch me dip with my trues I fool Nigga know the rules, rules Whatever you do, you do what you gotta do If you snooze you lose My niggas be strong with a bullet proof on I'm checkin' the niggas' claimin' to be thugs Thinkin' of poppin' my pistol bangin' the brains I'm leavin' the niggas sho' cuz I don't wanna be judged By a 12 than carry by 6 I'm a empty the clip and dip For fuckin' with B, G get your wig split Remember the silence... And I'm off here with pigs Let me get that Glock cocked put 'em on the spot When I run around roofs with a bullet proof on but it won't save You trues ? lovin' that Black Hole and sho' and I'm ready to roll Gimme the cheese and weed really don't wanna play hero Puttin' in clips with the hollow point tips Two Gun say "Trip and stay ready to rip" Equipped with the infareds on the automatic Mac 11's Better step with your weapons niggas, thugs is who you be testin' If you try then nigga you wreck it with my Double Glock Glock better off leavin' them restin' Stan be sayin' the missions impossible Murder one gon' get me unstoppable you better be watchin' Or waitin' my nigga be flippin cuz nigga we profitable [Chorus: Flesh-N-Bone] One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' [Verse 3: Menenski & Flesh-N-Bone] Spittin' real with my killas These niggas gon' hear us, gon' feel us (they gon' feel us) With 7th Sign and Mo! Thug; all my niggas get love and I gon' ride My nigga Flesh pray to God with his niggas from Watts Don't stop, won't stop It's another one of them days Stack gotta get paid Hockin' a rage cockin' a guage aim to peel when I dump, kill When I pump I'm a send 'em a trip to the grave I'm gonna pop on to dump 'em on a trip to the cemetery Fairy tales of the crypt I'm the keeper; Nice to meet you, busta ? niggas ? 60 figures they got they feelin' heated up repeatedly Sweeped everybody ? every motherfucker wanna go to hell And I'll send 'em makin' a maulin' niggas fall to the 9 We the heroes of the new millennium Hear me now [Chorus: Flesh-N-Bone] One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' [Interlude: Flesh] Yeah, Mo! motherfuckin' Thug soldiers In this bitch takin' over Like we told you FBI, Flesh-N-Bone Incorporated How many ya'll bitches hate it? Understand me motherfucker When you see me what you gon' do When the 5th Dog trip on you? [Chorus: Flesh-N-Bone] One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo' One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero zero We be the heroes of the new millennium niggas can't touch Mo'