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CALL SIGNS
It ain't nothin' but a thang for a soldier to do
It ain't nothin' but a thang, it's the moment of truth
Put the message in the slang to the street from the booth
We gon' hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)

It ain't nothing but the real, you've got nothing to fear
It ain't nothing but the real, but how many can hear?
True Justice on the wheels, keep the feeling sincere
When we hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)

XIENHOW
They didn't think that I was ready for all that
But I assure 'em and then they just fall back
They ain't ready for the level I've gone bad
There's lions, and tigers, and then there are small cats

I'm headhuntin' for the head of the horsemen
Can't nobody say that I did not warn them
'Cause I'm not in it for the money and fortune
I'm only after who ain't paid for their portion

PARIS
Now I blast and catch actors fast, I smash bastard's backs
And snatch masks, the fake, they fall back
Who could see me when I rough 'em up
Stick 'em, I stuck 'em, snuff 'em
Corrupting the quo status, tellin' 'em who the baddest

True J-u st-ice, mack major
Play the mix, faders flick, we raid, blitzin'
Cold, but you ain't never seen it colder than, bolder than
Put my mack down, soldierin', nigga, snap a photo then

It ain't nothin' but a thang for a soldier to do
It ain't nothin' but a thang, it's the moment of truth
Put the message in the slang to the street from the booth
We gon' hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)

It ain't nothing but the real, you've got nothing to fear
It ain't nothing but the real, but how many can hear?
True Justice on the wheels, keep the feeling sincere
When we hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)

XIENHOW
Now who could say that I do not handle business?
When everything that I have started I finish?
And I will do it just to say that I did this
The government wants me quiet and timid

They want me working that 9 to 5
So I ain't never gotta use my mind
And they don't want me telling you what I find
They wouldn't mind having me doing some time

PARIS
Uh-oh, now there they go, we move in slow
Blast fast, and mash, mathematics'll smash past
The av-er-age plans of these off brand emperor
No-clothes havin' ass hip-hop simpletons

You in the presence of the general, ask 'em
Who the coldest motherfucka on the microphone rappin'?
P-dog in this bitch, never slippin' or switched
Never missin', a prime hitter, get 'em, I get witcha

It ain't nothin' but a thang for a soldier to do
It ain't nothin' but a thang, it's the moment of truth
Put the message in the slang to the street from the booth
We gon' hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)

It ain't nothing but the real, you've got nothing to fear
It ain't nothing but the real, but how many can hear?
True Justice on the wheels, keep the feeling sincere
When we hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)

XIENHOW
In the fight for the battle for truth, we face all kinds
There are warriors ready to answer Call Signs
Now that they got us online
They are saying my future's no longer all mine

I don't think inside a small mind
I envision a future that is beyond time
I will hit all the hard lines
I'ma take it straight to 'em to get 'em all eyes

PARIS
I'm rough on 'em, like that, I cuss on 'em, like that
I bust on them cats that make the rap that make us like that
I fight back and write tracks that captivate with tight raps
With kick drums that smack, complement the clap and high hats

And ask 'em, stop and take a look at our condition
Take time to listen, cause sedition is the mission
Wishin' death upon my enemies, defendin the line
It's a sin to me we finna be completely resigned, open up ya eyes

What ya doin,' don't try to hold me back
Tired holdin' back, I'm about to get my Glock
And attack you, don't get in my way
'Cause it's a new millennium, it's a brand new day

Got my niggas, fake ass niggas
Here, we're done you all niggas
How many times I pull to gun dem out?
Why, why why why why why why why?

It ain't nothin' but a thang for a soldier to do
It ain't nothin' but a thang, it's the moment of truth
Put the message in the slang to the street from the booth
We gon' hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)

It ain't nothing but the real, you've got nothing to fear
It ain't nothing but the real, but how many can hear?
True Justice on the wheels, keep the feeling sincere
When we hit you with them Call Signs (hit you with them Call Signs)


 






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