Lyrics to Tribal
Look out pimp!
M4, Carbine (Carbine), 5.56 Nato (Nato)
Get jumped, outline (outline)
Bust that dead-hater Navo (boom, boom, boom)
Fuck around and get voided (voided)
Mamma didn't raise no punk (no punk)
Fuck around and get evaporated (evaporated), annihilated, debunked (uh)
I try to mind my issem (issem), and stay my balin’ ass out the way (out the way)
I don't like funkin (nah-ah), got to watch my back break every day (every day)
Uh, coolest brother on earth (on earth)
I idolize god and I pray (and I pray)
Uh, a crochet from a different yarn (different yarn)
Carved from a whole 'nother clay (’nother clay) biatch

Tribal, it take a village (tribal)
To raise real niggas (tribal)
Got my finger on my rifle (tribal)
Gunna this is tribal (tribal)
Dead on arrival (tribal)
I spread a sucker like lights off (tribal)
They can get vital (tribal)
Gunna this is tribal (tribal)

Who is that goddamn (who the fuck is that?)
Walkin' on my land
He lookin' like the white man (them folks)
We should go and fight them (nigga)
Y'all wanna like them? (what?)
No, we should go and kill them (yes)
If we don't kill them, (what what)
He come back with his children (tell 'em)
Feed you his religion (teach)
Now we livin' like pigeons
Man, fuck thanksgiving (fuck thanksgiving)
This seem like a takin' (yes)
Why are fakin’ (why?)
Weak ass nigga, stop shaking (stop it)
Man, fuck they bakin’ (fuck 'em)
Mate, the earth start quackin’

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Never knew, what you gon' do (what you gon' do)
Knock 'em down, I’m from the knock-a-hoe tribe, look around
Nigga catch the vibe, voodoo
Go to war with the Zulu, and I'm Shaka
Spray 'em all with the blocka
Oh my, niggas gon' die with their heads off, it's the war crime
Fight the power, and fuck 45 (fuck 45)
We ain't forgot that boat ride (boat ride)
Kill 'em all at low tide (at low tide)
Got soldiers on both sides
Gangbangin' in low rides
Tribal, machetes rifle
Train up the young ones, repeat the cycle
Hit 'em with the glisterin', I got the nitro
Niggas ain't listenin', I grab the microphone
Tell 'em who to ride...

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Say I love my day one
Where I come from, the way I bust this muterfuckin' drum
Lookin' like I'm straight from the West side of Africa
See my face lookin' back at you
When I aim this thang at you
Imma have you singin' gospel and the blues, bitch
'Cause you ain't gon' do shit
You only got one gun with two clips
Learned it from my daddy as a child
Niggas from my tribe hella wild
Artists with their shit right now, poppin' them thangs out loud bitch
Now we on your neck for sheezy
Fuckin' you up was easy
You scared but the end is near, all you feel is fear
It's just a year, we put your name on a headstone

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