Wardance

[Kam]



Do the Wardance







I'm from the tribe of Shabazz



Where every dead peep burned earns you another feather in your head



Peep the pilgrim killa, protectin' my villa, collectin' my scrilla



Wanted this native outlaw squaw thrilla



Young brave, ex-slave walkin' the straight narrow



Stalkin', with my bow and arrow



I shoot, get the loot



I pluck ÔÇ˙em up by the root



I never stick ÔÇ˙em soft, I'm pick ÔÇ˙em off like fruit



This is my territory, Yankees wanna block us in



Like a flock of hens



Steppin' on my ?malkasin?



I send up a smoke signal with the drums beatin'



Callin' all braves, time for a meetin'



Lets pow wow with the chief tonight around the fire



Cus this man is a murderin' thief, and a liar



So we chant ourselves into a trance



Put away them peace pipes, cus it's time to do the Wardance







Do the Wardance







I rides out on a course to attack with force



Bareback on my horse, showin' no remorse



About a prior slaughter that I just committed



I guess that firewater must of did it



All I remember was a loud noise, then one louder



Then ten cowboys layed out smellin' like gunpowder



There was a signal for the ambush



To light a stick of dynamite and wait right behind a damn bush



For them to catch it



Fuck leaving shell cases; grab my hatchet



And start scalpin' pale faces



Left and right niggas on a mission to kill



Screamin', (Oh yu yu yu yu yu!) comin' over the hill



To turn your lights out faster than Edison can



I send these bastards off to see the medicine man



I never sleep, for keeps is the way I play



I go heyah heyah heyah hey



Do the Wardance







We on a warpath, now feel the wrath of this black mud



I turn a simple bloodbath into a flash flood



When ways rage and roar



And slaves wage in war



I send the Yankees to they grave hardcore



No retreat and no surrender



Death to the Greek pretender



We killin' every age, class, and gender



And in the heat of battle, I'm crawlin' on the grace piracy



Them white eyes afraid to die, but me don't fear shit



Nothin' affects us slayin' all passengers



Worst than +Texas Chainsaw Massacres+



We aint giving these enemies no more chances



First we be showing love, now we doing Wardances







Do the Wardance



Do the Wardance