i wonder what it would be like to sail on an ocean
of the helicopter startsbitter tears who lost
there lost there loved ones to a stranger how
many stadiums could youu fill with all the people
killed in war, now u look me in my eyes and tell
me whats its good for.

Battlecry Remix) as interpolated by BONE
THUGS-N-HARMONY

Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely
nothin', nothin', nothin' . . . War, war, war,
war, war . . . What is it good for? Absolutely
nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin . . .

Layzie: We be the mighty mighty warriors
warriors on the rise on the rise thug
(censored) to my battle cries. Warriors warriors
on the rise on the rise. Time to die. Thug
(censored) Time to die., you better be ready for
war. It's almost here--nineteen ninety-nine. Could
it be the endin', new millenium? Sendin' them
soldiers out to die, then they ride for the cause,
screamin' (censored) we muggin', givin' no lovin'
to these fake-ass laws, Mo Thuggin'. If you need
to be prepared, pump your strap up in the air. Let
em' all loose if you ain't scared. Shoot 'em up,
if ya don't care. Yeah! And I go to war for two
thangs: challenge me. I want my (censored) cheese,
my (censored) family. Understand me: I ain't
tryin' to tell you war ain't the lick, but in the
streets, you need your heat, or get your wig
split. Strategize, mental mind, and timin' it
perfect on the attack. Throw distraction in the
front, come with the dumpin' from the back. Yeah!

War, war, war, war, war . . . What is it good for?
Absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin . . .

One, two, three, four . . . Ride, ride, ride,
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/xd5ride. We're ready to pull out and ride, ride,
ride, ride . . . Ready . . . You're dead.

Flesh: I'm comin' to test you (censored) fate. See
how many of y'all are prepared for Armageddon,
should it be Judgement Day, still it's a big
mistake. How many have been face to face with
death before? Tell me, how does it feel? Real
nervous? 'Cause everybody's ready to kill if it's
my will. Safe outta my battle. Quit lookin' or I
might have to smoke you when I roast you with this
beam. Focus you through my scope, mo murdered.
Mighty, mighty warriors, some of the mighty,
mighty trues still on the rise. If you wanna test,
you die. Then, I might make the news. We stompin'
in steel-toed boots and suited up in fatigues,
killin' a few (censored), army throw up the white
flag and retreat. So many soldiers, so many
stories of war. But what is it good for? Nobody
knows, and what if the world is over in two triple
zero?

War, war, war, war, war . . . What is it good for?
Absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin . . .

Wish: If thangs don't change, I think we all gon'
die. Who's to say they wrong or right? You pushin'
the button, not I, but we die, that's why I'm
gatherin' up my soldiers soldiers. Mo Thug, mine
are prepared for war, because it's over over.
Red light, red light, red light, ride or die. It's
gon' be casualties. So be ready to ride. And say
it again: there's gon' be casualties, so be ready
to ride. And I got your back back, back, back if
it goes like that that, that, that. Mo Thug
ready to ride, if it goes like that, and we all
get papped, papped, papped. Yeah, yeah.

War, war, war, war, war . . . What is it good for?
Absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin . . .