Letra de ' Hero ' de Flesh N Bone

-Demon-
(Flesh Flesh...) Tough boy you can fake like you hard. But if you ain't rollin' with the Lord. Nigga get your (Bitch ass pussy). Get your ass a hoe card bitch.

-Flesh n Bone-
Well, hit 'em with the middle of a night ride, cops thinkin they better than us keep the murder up with the reepin/ Creepin' sleepin' competitors nothin' but silence/ In a night of my peeps, well not a tell tale tell story teller Flesh tell it just what I saw/ Niggas afraid when I lace the 5th Dog, look at my Book of Thugs he's so raw raw/ Motherfuck the law law get 'em off a me dog ya'll ya'll nigga/ Ya'll niggas ain't ready for the armaggedon/ Finna put you in a daze then if you come around my way I spray my gauge, you thin I'm unfadeable I know (?) really wanna make my day/ Flesh have any mercy not when he cock buckshot feel his ass druggin, muggin when I get a killer/ Yall bloodclots snitches pickin fill a niggas ass hot slugs when he explode/ Now get 'em off poppin' gotta glock flossin' a beam/ And call off shots right in between his eye when I hit 'em/ With a Nina should've seen his split wig, straight dig tell him everyone one last one of you foul/ Never wanna fuck with my lyrical status can't touch my and my style/ You niggas in the game wanna talk foul but I'ma shove my, right in your mouth/ Everytime I come around show 100 proof thugstyle put it down/ Sure you wanna bite us now? (Now, uh)

-Flesh n Bone-Chorus-
One nine nine nine, two triple zero zero we be the heroes souljahs of the new millennium/ Niggas can't touch Mo!

-?? (Of Black Hole of Watts)-
Runnin' with a bullet proof vest and put 'em to rest/ When I meet a motherfucker with a fifth of Cal. AK-47/ Mac-11, Hollow Points trailin' the bitch/ And watch me dip with my trues I fool/ Nigga know the rules, rules

-Flesh n Bone-
Whatever you do, you do what you gotta do/ If you snooze you lose

- EMT (2)-
My niggas be strong with a bullet proof on/ I'm checkin' the niggas' claimin' to be thugs/ Thinkin' of poppin' my pistol bangin' the brains/ I'm leavin' the niggas sho' cuz I'd rather be judged by a 12 than carry by 6

-Flesh n Bone-
I'm a empty the clip and dip/ For fuckin' with B, G get your wig split/ Remember the silence...

-??? (of Black Hole of Watts)-
I ain't over with this/ Let me get that glock cocked put 'em on the spot, make the body rott/ Room for of bullet proof bullet won't save you/ Trues humbly united gatherin souls, thug blow/ Lovin' that Black Hole and sho' and I'm ready to roll

-Flesh n Bone-
Gimme the cheese and weeze off the gatey's tone/ I don't think you really don't wanna play hero

-Two Gun-
Puttin' in clips with the hollow point tips Two Gun say "Trip and stay ready to rip"/ Equipped with the infareds on the automatic Mac 11's/ Better step with your weapons niggas, thugs is who you be testin'

-Flesh n Bone-
If you try then nigga you wreck it with my double glock glock, let off leavin' them restin' (Restin)

-PD-
Steady be sayin' my missions impossible/ Murder one gon' get me unstoppable you better be watchin' or waitin' my nigga be flippin cause nigga we profitable

-Chorus-

-Menenski (of Black Hole of Watts)-
Spittin' real with my killas/ These niggas gon' hear us, gon' feel us (They gon' feel us)/ With 7th Sign and Mo! Thug; all my niggas get love, Deadly I gon' ride / My nigga Flesh pray to God, with his niggas from Watts/ Don't stop, won't stop

-Flesh n Bone-
It's another one of them days Stack gotta get paid/ Hockin' a rage cockin' a guage aim to peel when I dump, kill/ When I pump I'm a send 'em a trip to the grave/ I'm gonna pop on to dump 'em on a trip to the cemetery/ Fairy tales of the crypt I'm the keeper; Nice to meet you, busta for one of the (?)/ 60 figures they got they feelin' heated up repeatedly/ Sweeped everybody gon leave away in a carry, I'm ready for my dinin' silly motherfucker wanna go to hell/ And I'll send 'em makin' a maulin' niggas fall to the 9/ We the heroes of the new millennium, hear me now

-Chorus-

-Flesh n Bone-
Yeah, Mo! motherfuckin' Thug soldiers. In this bitch takin' over. Like we told you. FBI, Flesh-N-Bone Incorporated. How many ya'll bitches hate it? Understand me motherfucker. When you see me what you gon' do. When the 5th Dog trip on you?

-Chorus-