[Intro]

Do the wardance

[Verse 1]

I'm from the tribe of Shabazz

Where every dead piece burned earns you another feather on your head

Peep the pilgrim killa, protectin' my villa', collectin' my scrilla

Wanted this native outlaw squaw thrilla

Young brave, ex-slave walk in a straightened arrow

Stalkin', with my bow and arrow

I shoot, get the loot, I pluck 'em up by the root

I never stick 'em soft, I'm pick 'em off like fruit

This is my territory, Yankees wanna block us in

Like a flock of hens, steppin' on my moccasins

I send up a smoke signal with the drums beatin'

Callin' all braves, time for a meetin'

Lets pow wow with the chief tonight around the fire

Cause this man is a murderin' thief, and a liar

So we chant ourselves into a trance

Put away them peace pipes, cause it's time to do the wardance

Do the Wardance

[Verse 2]

I rides out on a course to attack with force

Bareback on my horse, showin' no remorse

About a prior slaughter that I just committed

I guess that firewater must of did it

All I remember was a loud noise, then one louder

Then ten cowboys layed out ,smellin' like gunpowder

There was a signal for the ambush

To light a stick of dynamite and wait right behind a damn bush

For them to catch it, fuck leaving shell cases

Grab my hatchet and start scalpin' pale faces

Left and right niggas on a mission to kill

Screamin', (Oh yu yu yu yu yu!) comin' over the hill

To turn your lights out faster than Edison can

I send these bastards off to see the medicine man

I never sleeps, for keeps is the way I play

I go heyah heyah heyah hey

Do the Wardance

[Verse 3]

We on a warpath, now feel the wrath of this black mud

I turn a simple bloodbath into a flash flood

When ways rage and roar and slaves wage in war

I send the Yankees to they graves hardcore

No retreat and no surrender, death to the great pretender

We killin' every age, class, and gender

And in the heat of battle, I'm crawlin' on the grace piracy

Them white eyes afraid to die, but me don't fear shit

Nothin' affects us slayin' all passengers

Worst than Texas Chainsaw Massacres

We ain't giving these enemies no more chances

First we be showing love, now we doing Wardances

Do the Wardance

Do the Wardance