It's Too Late Now, We Ready! Lyrics - We Ready, I Declare War - Pastor Troy

Troy:what that shit talking 

Guy:uh,pastor troy 

Troy:get the fuck away from my motherfuckin door 

Guy:(knocking on door)this p nigga,i'mma sign you up nigga 

Troy:i do not feel like being disturbed 

Guy:that d.s.g.b. album was straight my nigga 

Troy:will you please get away from my motherfuckin door 

Guy:uugghhh! 

Troy:i'll probly let your ass in 

Nigga and I ain't never going to the door, without my piece 

I don't know who's on the other side, beauty or beast 

And if I do just happen to die, fuck that shit 

I hope they bury me and drop me quick, I'm getting sick 

Thinkin bout my so called enemies, til I explode 

Grab the motherfucking 45, it's lock and load 

And all these other pussy motherfuckers, they in danger 

It's the wrong nigga to anger 

The fucking dope 

Slanger showed me how to do what I got to do 

In this industry to make a livin 

While all of my intentions was to avoid the prison 

I'm still listenin for the lord to tell me that I'm forgiven 

I'm drivin to the point of no return where water burn 

I learn that nobody out here really gives a damn 

I know I sell dope,i know I bust on bitches but from bitches 

So my nigga shit I am who I am 

And yeah though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death 

It's pitch black so the shadow is a scene 

I hear a faint voice red alert 

Fuck that dirt and who you hurt 

Young nigga persue your dreams 

I started sellin dope when I was younger 

What would you choose 

Sell motherfuckin dope or hunger 

It's up to you 

But for me and the route I chose it wasn't my choice 

Who's opinion who I need to voice 

Just thank about it you's that nigga with no family 

Ain't got no money 

So you cant afford no sanity they thank it's funny 

So you run across the tec 9 to kill the laughin 

Then they say they can't believe this happen 

Actions speak louder than words this counries yelling 

And do we go to heaven or hell it ain't no telling 

I put my trust in God and what's the odds of who's the saver 

Fuck em please come back savior 

'cause it's like this I don't speak so they fuck my shit 

And now I'm faced with these crimes that I ain't commit 

And it's fucked up 'cause them bitches be the main ones 

They wanna stick a nigga for some shit they say he done 

These motherfuckers talking all about my danm fun 

While toting guns, death is gonna be the outcome 

For all them niggaz, drink my liquor put my trust in god 

I know that I must beat the odds, but this shit is hard 

I disregard everything that they taught in school 

With no diploma making move nigga who's the fool 

As I sit with my strategy the game begin 

And the lord take my life from me I crack a grin 

Ha, ha, ha 

To friends tha missed the smiling 

Have no remorse nigga me and jesus wildin, like thugs 

Cheifing leaves, and drinkin hennessy 

Like on the corner 

Picture God feelin marijuana 

As I relax and devilish demonds disapear 

I got the feeling that a nigga gonna love it here 

I take ya biblical 

Yall stay crunk off mystikal 

Stay crunk off of p 

As long as motherfuckin georgia can listen to me 

We ready<17x>(till song fades) 

We ready nigga we ain't giving a fuck about nobody, 

'cause we ain't got shit to loose, I ain't got shit, 

I ain't jealous of these little lame motherfuckaz