These Hi Power Soldiers - (with Mr. Capone-E) Songtext
von Layzie Bone

High powered E-N-T
Smoke Dura baby

Lock and load cause we comin′ for sho'
And don′t fuck with these high powered soldiers
Glocks, AK's with extra clips to go
You can't fuck with these high powered soldiers
Lock and load cause we comin′ for sho′
And don't fuck with these high powered soldiers
Glocks, AK′s with extra clips to go
You can't fuck with these high powered soldiers


This for the soldiers in Iraq and all the soldiers in Kuwait
All of the soldiers in the hood in every city in every state
Hold it down, hold your weight with your high-powered artillery
Like a fine-tuned killing machine on they neck like a guillotine
Brain power, that′s what get you through the war
See that's what get you through the door when you try not to be poor
Even more, stay on your physical, it′s a nation undivisible
They say we ain't divided but I think they lost the principle
It's critical, technology, man to man this shit is digital
Really though, stay on your focus or just be miserable
Suffering in the battlefield, lack of ammunition
Better be real with your henchmen or you might just come up missin′
Listen here, I know the art to this, I be on some heartless shit
This knowledge here is hard to get, come on soldier, march to this
Just like Sun Tzu, plenty tactics, you ain′t feelin' me
Think you see me now nigga, catch me on a killing spree

Lock and load cause we comin′ for sho'
And don′t fuck with these high powered soldiers
Glocks, AK's with extra clips to go
You can′t fuck with these high powered soldiers
Lock and load cause we comin' for sho'
And don′t fuck with these high powered soldiers
Glocks, AK′s with extra clips to go
You can't fuck with these high powered soldiers


Can′t fuck with the soldiers connected in the west
It's about time to bring back the thuggish ruggish shit
From Cleveland, Ohio to the streets of L.A
We′re bringin' back that gangsta shit since early K day
Rest in peace Eazy-E, now we got new G′s
Record companies scared cause we strictly from the streets
Blood money (ha ha ha) and the march continues
We won the west coast, don't get it twisted mothafuckas
Yeah, and the massacre started
Fuck the weak-hearted, we're notorious when we′re marchin′
Killing is necessary so make way
Our brigade got grenades, rifles, and AK's
Layzie Bone, Realize, a movement started in the west
A ruthless organization that′s ready for any test
And guess what? That's us
So watch your back cause we′re comin', we don′t give a fuck

Lock and load cause we comin' for sho'
And don′t fuck with these high powered soldiers
Glocks, AK′s with extra clips to go
You can't fuck with these high powered soldiers
Lock and load cause we comin′ for sho'
And don′t fuck with these high powered soldiers
Glocks, AK's with extra clips to go
You can′t fuck with these high powered soldiers

Soldiers marchin' up, prepare for war, for war
Soldiers marchin' up, prepare for war, for war

How many times I gotta tell these knuckleheads that life is serious?
Here today and gone tomorrow but niggas wanna be curious
Like little kids get in some shit they ass can′t get out
Had to sit ′em in the corner, put that ass on time out
Don't find out the hard way ′bout the ways of the world
Little boys and little girls being raised in this world
Do it like Capone homie, have some goals you workin' for
Be the best that you can be cause young Capone gettin′ dough
Do it like you bona fide, imitation wanna ride
Keep it real, don't do it wrong, scary ones don′t come outside
Bravery, never fear, courage dog, that's what it is
Think the war ain't real? I been fightin′ it for years