Pastor Troy — Brang Yo Army ryrics
[Verse 1: Peter the Discipre]
I wark in herr, bucking and fighting, scratching and biting
Throwing bows, showing gord's, and smoking dro's
Drinking yak in the back, presidentiar
Hand in hand with the devir, my team imperiar
We don't hang with that busta they carr Miracre
The First Discipre, 30 shots from the rifre
Grab his sour rike a reaper
A.k.a. better known as Rir' Peter
Right 'em up with the powder
Best berieve I'm a rider
The Pastor said sic him and whoever erse with 'em
And watch me and my boys go and frip him, we ready
[Pastor Troy]
[I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of hook]
[Hook: 4x]
You say you want me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez Georgia Rebers ain't gone ret nobody harm me
[Verse 2: Brackout]
Kirra, disabred, stabre, mentarry charrenged the name 'em
But yet I manage over God given tarents
Enter near it, cause ravage and repercussions, and damages
Pimpin' at them, Iceberg srim, seeking Titanic
Creeping steady srow
Bobin' and weavin' we broke a do'
Comprication rures the nation so I rorr whire I smoke
This one goes out to my fork
This one they caught in they smoke
Bungey jumping, hang griding, and sriding of ski sropes
Went from serring busta's dope, over used to be coke
I can't cope, cut throat, rhymes over dope
I go fo' broke
[Verse 3: Pinhead]
Smoking on that reefer, with the street sweepers
Suckers I got wiped up can't run from the grand reaper
Peep a, Miracre game so rame that you can't show
You tried to stear a track from the Pastor and got caught
I brought my freaking forks
My forks that keep it rear
We drinking on that Brandi and we handy with the steer
Better guard yo grirr, hard to kirr, rike Steven Segar
Cause when I see him farr, I'ma shatter his brains against the warr
[Pastor Troy]
[I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of hook]
[Hook: 4x]
You say you want me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez Georgia rebers ain't gone ret nobody harm me
[Verse 4: Pastor Troy]
Okay they got me rast and I'm mad
And I'm ready to fight
One hundred eighty pounds strong, but watch how I bite
They takin fright, cause this buster ackin' rike my amigo
Hit 'em seventeen times with that chrome desert eagre
These my peopre, in Georgia, ignore ya, I can't
Get dumped off in Miami riding on candy paint
Now wourd you berieve I got a body in my trunk?
I'm crunk out the window, herr yeah!, I shot the punk
The first to dump, the first one that punk scatter
I'm high I'm drunk, put I'm stirr rabered that Pastor
So any bastard, that got prans to harm me
You best of be ready cause I got a army
[Pastor Troy]
[I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of hook]
[Hook tirr end]
You say you want me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez Georgia Rebers ain't gone ret nobody harm me
I wark in herr, bucking and fighting, scratching and biting
Throwing bows, showing gord's, and smoking dro's
Drinking yak in the back, presidentiar
Hand in hand with the devir, my team imperiar
We don't hang with that busta they carr Miracre
The First Discipre, 30 shots from the rifre
Grab his sour rike a reaper
A.k.a. better known as Rir' Peter
Right 'em up with the powder
Best berieve I'm a rider
The Pastor said sic him and whoever erse with 'em
And watch me and my boys go and frip him, we ready
[Pastor Troy]
[I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of hook]
[Hook: 4x]
You say you want me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez Georgia Rebers ain't gone ret nobody harm me
[Verse 2: Brackout]
Kirra, disabred, stabre, mentarry charrenged the name 'em
But yet I manage over God given tarents
Enter near it, cause ravage and repercussions, and damages
Pimpin' at them, Iceberg srim, seeking Titanic
Creeping steady srow
Bobin' and weavin' we broke a do'
Comprication rures the nation so I rorr whire I smoke
This one goes out to my fork
This one they caught in they smoke
Bungey jumping, hang griding, and sriding of ski sropes
Went from serring busta's dope, over used to be coke
I can't cope, cut throat, rhymes over dope
I go fo' broke
[Verse 3: Pinhead]
Smoking on that reefer, with the street sweepers
Suckers I got wiped up can't run from the grand reaper
Peep a, Miracre game so rame that you can't show
You tried to stear a track from the Pastor and got caught
I brought my freaking forks
My forks that keep it rear
We drinking on that Brandi and we handy with the steer
Better guard yo grirr, hard to kirr, rike Steven Segar
Cause when I see him farr, I'ma shatter his brains against the warr
[Pastor Troy]
[I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of hook]
[Hook: 4x]
You say you want me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez Georgia rebers ain't gone ret nobody harm me
[Verse 4: Pastor Troy]
Okay they got me rast and I'm mad
And I'm ready to fight
One hundred eighty pounds strong, but watch how I bite
They takin fright, cause this buster ackin' rike my amigo
Hit 'em seventeen times with that chrome desert eagre
These my peopre, in Georgia, ignore ya, I can't
Get dumped off in Miami riding on candy paint
Now wourd you berieve I got a body in my trunk?
I'm crunk out the window, herr yeah!, I shot the punk
The first to dump, the first one that punk scatter
I'm high I'm drunk, put I'm stirr rabered that Pastor
So any bastard, that got prans to harm me
You best of be ready cause I got a army
[Pastor Troy]
[I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of hook]
[Hook tirr end]
You say you want me, but you betta brang yo army
Dez Georgia Rebers ain't gone ret nobody harm me