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Running Wild Soldiers Of Hell

the men you have to scare You see their axes shining And their long, black hair Soldiers of hell, soldiers of hell Soldiers of hell, soldiers of hell

the men you have to scare You see their axes shining And their long, black hair Soldiers of hell, soldiers of hell Soldiers of hell, soldiers of hell

child Running wild, I was the wild one Wild, wild, wild, wild one Not a man, just a child, running wild I was the wild one Wild, wild, wild, wild one

by they first name Living in Queens, a lot of cats getting stuck for they chains Holding dirty guns, the young owe dirty ones Running wild, niggaz I raise hell

In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has Just released another album under the alias Makaveli Music insiders are running wild trying

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel The threat of a war is real Where my soldiers

know that he's real Firebreather, raging from the stormy sky Firebreather, smoke and thunder steal the light away Black soldiers walk the gates of hell

ma game red-nosed pit ready to scratch got you running like a bitch tryin to avoid the attack [B.G.] I ain't no rabbit, I ain't no rat I'ma a soldier that will give you hell

Your body gon' be hollow tip infested I come from the slums of the 212 H-Dub, Lennox Ave, fuck you gon' do? We got wild clips duke, with things that'