A Few Good Men lyrics

Strap up the boots, I'm ready to shootLoad the ammo, Bone Soprano wit glocks and green camoI play rappers like they grand pianos, a generalCall shots like I'm Joe Bonanno, what, The West is backSep this dude ain't black, he Latino dogg and rock GringosBlack, Indians, Palestinians, and Phillipinos, and cash money like Vegas casinosI'm armed and ready, palms is sweaty, kinda like emSep I got a sharp machete, and I'm quick to toss wack rappers of a levyWords is heavy, kinda like a 6-4 Chevy, uhHip-Hop will never be the same, it's time for changeI'm bout to rearrange the game, ready to fight backSo when they say who's that, tell em it's just the king of the conscious rapChorusSee all we need is just a few good mencuz ain't to many left like Bone and Mack 10,we know nobody's perfect, so repent for ya sinsso ya better get it straight, cuz he's coming again(Whisper) He's watchingMack 10 -I got the hood on smash homeyAnd though I'm ballin' full throttleI'll never run outta gas homeyI'm so fly
as the days go by I'm betterSo I dump re-up and keep getting more cheddarYou know what it doMack 10 a savageGot hustle in my veins so I fiend for the cabbageFresh baller to the endTell a friend and a neighborAint that I got so much flavorIt's that I got so much favorI'm like Pac I get's down, against all oddsAnd you don't wanna go to war with a child of GodSo if you see me in a six fourTuck ya pistolPlus it's on if ya missSo be careful what ya wish forA rhyme sayer wit respect like the mayorPlus your arms is to short to box wit God playaSee I'm all for Jesus but I'm nothing like MaseI'm to ghetto and gutterBut I'm covered in his grace, yea!