A Few Good Men - T-Bone

Strap up the boots, I’m ready to shoot 
Load the ammo, Bone Soprano wit glocks and green camo 
I play rappers like they grand pianos, a general 
Call shots like I’m Joe Bonanno, what, The West is back 
Sep this dude ain’t black, he Latino dogg and rock Gringos 
Black, Indians, Palestinians, and Phillipinos, and cash money like Vegas casinos 
I’m armed and ready, palms is sweaty, kinda like em 
Sep I got a sharp machete, and I’m quick to toss wack rappers of a levy 
Words is heavy, kinda like a 6-4 Chevy, uh 
Hip-Hop will never be the same, it’s time for change 
I’m bout to rearrange the game, ready to fight back 
So when they say who’s that, tell em it’s just the king of the conscious rap 

Chorus 
See all we need is just a few good men 
cuz ain’t to many left like Bone and Mack 10, 
we know nobody's perfect, so repent for ya sins 
so ya better get it straight, cuz he's coming again 
(Whisper) He's watching 

Mack 10 - 
I got the hood on smash homey 
And though I'm ballin’ full throttle 
I'll never run outta gas homey 
I'm so fly as the days go by I'm better 
So I dump re-up and keep getting more cheddar 
You know what it do 
Mack 10 a savage 
Got hustle in my veins so I fiend for the cabbage 
Fresh baller to the end 
Tell a friend and a neighbor 
Aint that I got so much flavor 
It's that I got so much favor 
I'm like Pac I get's down, against all odds 
And you don't wanna go to war with a child of God 
So if you see me in a six four 
Tuck ya pistol 
Plus it's on if ya miss 
So be careful what ya wish for 
A rhyme sayer wit respect like the mayor 
Plus your arms is to short to box wit God playa 
See I'm all for Jesus but I'm nothing like Mase 
I'm to ghetto and gutter 
But I'm covered in his grace, yea!