9th Prince - Originators Lyrics
[Intro: 9th Prince]Yo, what up?This right here, is an explosionFor all the radio stationsAcross United NationsUnited StatesWord up, turn this up right hereEh-yo..It's the Prince[9th Prince]Eh-yo, Originators became GladiatorsGod-body regulators with street educatorsI was born from the womb, I'm energy handlinPeep the creator of The Terminator9th Prince rhyme slayerStapleton Housing Projects, razorsMachine gun blazersAsk your neighborsJamiacan rum, no chaserNumber one contenderWe can bust guns after dinnerLast Man Standin, he's the winnerGhetto Prime MinisterDesert Storm sk-masked AvengersWe move like ninjas, in the winterBorn skin AdonisSlugs to the stomach, blood gush like vomitMadman's bionic, check the rugged climateBright like lightnin, Terrorist IslamicA ghetto superhero like Marvel ComicsVertical limits, fresh notebooksI write anthems for crooksImage, cross the line of scrimmageI shoot you in ya templeAnd leave ya face shattered with dimplesKillarm' could never be so simpleCross My Heart and won't die 'til ya ass is crippledIn a wheelchairKneecap raps, flashbacks of Digital Warfare {*echoes*[Interlude: 9th Prince]Word up, I wanna say what upTo those who copped our first and second albumY'all real troups out thereYo.. aight?[9th Prince]Eh-yo my alliance run through club cheetahsRusty Heaterz that bust like lyrical heat seekersThrough the speakers, non-believers are deceiversDo the media, lyrics try to teach yaA walk through Harlem like Black CeaserRazor blade stashed inside a sole of my sneakerIll graphics, far from a savageThe streets is wicked like Halloween havocLittle children with automaticsImagine baby's drive-bys in a carriageRap busters like Peter PanOr built like Sandman on a desert landI'm from Shaolin, my sword is a mic standUsed to swoll ya glands, 9th Prince'll take commandOf the stage, my heart pumps rageLike a jungle lion trapped inside a cageI free the slaves through the +Airwaves+A Hot 97 airplayAll my real soldiers, raise ya AK's and hand grenades[Outro: 9th Prince]Word the ***** upThe 9th PrismThe new milleniumPeace and blessins to all the 5 BoroughsBrooklyn, Manhatten, StatenWord up, Queens, you know?Long Island, up state, ConnecticutThe whole tri-state, New Jerz'Peace and blessins to Killarm'We armed and dangerousFor real, the new milleniumGet ready, one loveTwo guns, three lives
