Birds whistling. Sound of someone walking through
a wooded area. Silenced gunfire. Utterance of
pain.

Pump your fists if you're with me. Pump your fists
up if you're with me. Artillery, yeah! Pump your
fists up if you're with me. Let us be victorious,
be victorious. Move out. Hut one, yeah. Hut two,
hut three, hut, hut, hut, hut. Silent Warrior.
Witness the story of the Silent Warrior. Listen to
the story of . . .

The world war has begun. We gettin' ready to
fight, and if you ain't ready to die then don't be
comin' outside. Spittin' fire, fire, baby, with
plenty ammunition. The mission's complete, and
nigga, I've been waitin' for this. Payback is a
bitch, and the bitch is on the period. Figured you
got niggas with attitude behind the trigger.
Steady, we pumpin' our fists in black fatigues. We
don't surrender. You wanna deal with us, get rid
of us, split us? Come and get us, and when you
come get us, remember bitch you gots to kill us.
And you can surely believe that I, I'm bringin'
all my ammunition with me tonight. Crooked coppers
tryin' to kill us everywhere, 'cause we won't get
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/xdEthe mark of the beast, no Not me.. Stay silent
warriors. Silent warriors.

Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent
Warrior. Listen to the story of . . . If you can
be heard, then you can be hit, and if you can be
hit, then you can be killed.

Better get ready for combat. When we aim to bomb
back, we usually contact. Heated heavily, buckin'
steady, lay 'em all flat. Crawl back, you
muthafuckas, I repeat--retreat. With plenty heat,
you'll be defeated. Aw, that bloody murda murda,
baby. Silent situation is always the perfect
assassination. Now, to the graveyard, nigga where
your brave heart? You play hard, now it's time for
me to break march, and take charge. We journey to
the killin' fields, where the murda and the shit
is real. Oh Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord, sweet
Lord, comin' forth to carry me home, me home.

Silent Warrior. Witness the story of the Silent
Warrior. Listen to the story of . . . If you can
be heard, then you can be hit, and if you can be
hit, then you can be killed.