(feat. Conscious Daughers, Dead Prez, MC Ren, Paris)

[Verse 1: Chuck D]

Bring that beat back, we set it off "we set it off"
Got us back for combat, we get it raw "we get it raw"
With a counterattack over tracks we build minds of the blind

never calm when we bomb on neocons "let's go"
Pump the level, the rebel to you
Never lose or let a devil break up my crew

Never nervous, serve 'em with the words with purpose it's the
CoIntel killa black hard truth silverback "damn"
Still checkin to see just who's set to come along

when brothers revive that movement
We bringing the balance back, never non-violent tact
Guerrillla Funk and P.E. connect

So know it when you're hearin the rhymes that I'm givin' 'em
combined with the rythmn designed to expose the sins
all in it's the master plan

until the curse is reversed I'm sayin, rebirth of a nation...

[Verse 2: Professor Griff]

They call me E-M-E, U-N-O, you know
P.A., ^!$$%z is opposite of the Po Po
We say together the ants can conquer the elephants

They say, $#&@ what they say 'cause %#@! is irrelevant
Soldiers, where's your heart? Show me that love
What you made of? This is the %#@! that could make thugs

Turn revolutionary, 360 he with me she with me
Anything for you, give up my kidney...


[Verse 3: Dead Prez]
Up early in the morning, training with the machete
Revolutionary, ready for war, never scary

As an African, my daily regimen is development
Malcolm X said self defense is intelligent
So I train in the martial arts

It's something for warriors, not those with partial hearts "partial hearts"
We recognize that our people need a military
So we could take care what's already necessary....


[Chorus x2: Paris]
What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah

Straight Hard Truth Soldier
Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah
Straight Hard Truth Soldier


[Verse 4: Paris]
It's the killa Cal ^!$$% now, showin' disgust

One hitter, still bitter, clips ready to bust
Gat Turner with the twin burner 21 shots in my drawz
Red beam on a pig make 'em pause

And y'all can't $#&@ with the style I bring
Been wild as a child ever since I came
To the knowledge of myself, raise 'em up, maintain

P-Dog and the Enemy, we bringin' the pain...

[Verse 5: Conscious Daughters]

It's the squaw, quick on the draw and quite clean
Verbal attack, I'm never seen, comin'
^!$$%s take off runnin', they know in my tribe

I'm pitchin' venomous arrows and shovin' (*##$es aside
We ride, unified, playin' our part
Bein' sure that a woman's voice'll never get lost

Still a soldier in the struggle and aware of the cost
Mother$#&@er, thought you knew the people ready for war...


So before I begin, let's commit to rhyme
Keep the women in the mix and do it one more time
And that when I get to hittin', know the powder is dry

Spittin' 'power to the people', hoe, the real gon' shine
Conscious Daughters in the front, soldier first brigade
Special One, CMG, Guerrilla Funk, we raid

Blaze through the competition and we all get paid
But keep it revolutionary each and every day.......


[Chorus x2: Paris]
What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah
Straight Hard Truth Soldier
Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah
Straight Hard Truth Soldier


[Verse 6: MC Ren]
Who that ^!$$% you can call to spit some %#@!
And ain't scared of the government, you ^!$$%z lovin' it
We spread out in different positions

Tryin' to break these mother$#&@ers outta prison, listen "yeah"
Mayday on the front line
^!$$% we G's up in the game, we bust 'till we flatline "what"
Then they want my black $$# to Rock The Vote
They want as many ^!$$%z they can to fill the boat

But these house ^!$$%z go fight in Iraq
Cryin' to they mamma now they wanna come back
Should'nta took your black $$# in the service
And $#&@ if I make you nervous, I'ma speak it
Black revolutionary, that's my title

While these stupid ^!$$%z wanna be American Idols
Still ride for the streets, since day one
We rough with ours homie, straight outta Compton...

[Chorus x2: Paris]
What they say, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah

Straight Hard Truth Soldier
Believe, You ain't nothin' but a soldier, yeah
Straight Hard Truth Soldier

[Outro: MC Ren Talking]
yeah, MC mother$#&@in Ren, with my ^!$$% Paris
Guerrilla Funk