Marchin' On Washington Songtext

Bizzy [wit gunfire and explosions in tha background]:
It's time to give up the ghost. [yo, what the **** is this nigga?] give up the ghost. [shit, niggas can't even get it on nowadays!] niggas probably think we crazy up in this mutha****a. ha ha ha
Ot my mob up in this mutha****a [my cousins fightin' my cousins.], oh and they are ready for war! let me hear my regime, make some mutha****in' noise! [my brother fightin' my mutha****a sista.]
A war going on in the universe against good and evil. [and my daddy ] [regime roars.]
Niggas don't give a **** out here, boy. it's a war goin' on out here, you ain't knowin'. can i smoke, smoke? can i smoke? i tell you, it's a war goin' on out here. it's good and evil, man. that'
T my camouflage, mutha****a. you boys is off the hook.
Bizzy 1:
It's a war goin on and my dogs is raw, nigga look in your rearview and tell me what you saw. i seen this bulletproof nigga with his hand on his gun. i said nigga, you push the gas and somebody r
E all scatter from the chit-chat, bang
Bizzy 2:
You think i'm high nigga, you got me ****ed up. i'm lookin' through your eyes, nigga, and i'm so tough as ****, coughin' daily. nigga, look the same popped comet comin' at you? who's gonna stop
Say we droppin' these hits--straight platinum, can you hack it? hell yeah, i've been rappin' since you was goin' on, now what's happenin'? run dmc, can you walk this way? hell naw, nigga, but i
Sure pull my pistol and pop you, stupid mutha****a.

Bizzy Bone Marchin' On Washington songtext