Black sheep and a renegade Hot feet in the cool of the shade Street shuffle and a tough childhoods Examinations done no good Tall bars and a hot wired
Loose lips sink ships So come aboard for a pleasure trip It's high tide, so let's ride The moon is rising and so am I I'm gonna get it up Never gonna
I put the finger on you My hands all out of control I can't stop it getting down on you It's moving on it's own accord Yes, I've got fire in my finger
Who's your leader, who's your man? Who will help you fill your hand? Who's your friend and who's your foe? Who's your Judas, you don't know? Night of
Blinded by a bright beam Shattered by the windscreen Stunned by the whiplash I'm a victim of a bad crash I can do nothing right I never sleep at night
Call of a dog, cry of a bitch Cream of a dream is the cause of the itch Call of the doctor, cash on demand If you get enough rope, might even hang CHORUS
No mercy for the bad if they want it No mercy for the bad if they plead No mercy for the bad if they need it No mercy from me Tell no truth and tell
Crashed out on the market, out (blood? ) on the floor Busted man on show (? ) Bundled out of the city, out of the door Thrown up against the wall Put
salute For those about to rock - fire We salute you For those about to rock, we salute you Those about to rock - fire We salute you Fire We salute you
Black shadow hangin' over your shoulder Black mark up against your name Your green eyes couldn't get any colder There's bad poison runnin' through your
gazes down as I pass by To remind me that I'm but my father's son I offer up to you, this tribute I offer up to you, this tank park salute
Death gazes down as I pass by To remind me that I'm but my fathers son I offer up to you This tribute I offer up to you This tank park salute
own government We livin' in a current state of no fuckin' government Niggaz don't even know how to follow they own spirit Lost niggaz Unsure niggaz, insecure niggaz Fuck that Salute
Blood, sweat and tears, no fears So let me be clear, I got medicine for your ears And naw, Dre didn't do it, shit is still hot [Incomprehensible] I salute
[Nas-Chorus x2] Now, niggas salute me, bitches salute me, the block salute me, the hood salute me, you should salute me they should salute me, so fuck
I held my hand out and he shook it twice It seemed to me like I'd been here before Deja vu, familiar voice And the salute of my choice Salute gentlemen
Disarm the settlers The new drunk drivers Have hoisted the flag We are with you in your anger Proud brothers do not fret The bus will get you there yet
Oh lady, if you're married wear that ring (And the army has a new policy if you can't move it, paint it) (If it has a switchblade knife salute it) (Not