Testo Prepare For The Calling Cherry Stone
Step by step, when your life is your own trap
And the street becomes your home and you find the mind gap
Every morninâ get up to find da fuckinâ truth
You will come to feel that your balls are really bulletproof
Please donât say: âtodayâs no my day!â
Get off your ass, donât pass this hard game
Every moddafukka that wants to see your end
Will not have a good time if you donât want to surrend
Hey man, prepare for the callinâ
Tough guy, itâs time for your risinâ
Gunner, youâll take back da podium
Striker, da streets are your stadium
If you feel like shit, like a QB sacked
It destroys your bones and crashes your fuckinâ neck
You must know your role and shut da bastards mouth
Like The Rock on pay-per-view, 'no way out'
Now respect your bros and da name of da crew
Cuz learninâ this law you'll know youâll bow down to my groove
Donât expect this way will be easy like sleep
Waking up from a kick, which has never been so deep
Hey man, prepare for the callinâ
Tough guy, itâs time for your risinâ
Gunner, youâll take back da podium
Striker, da streets are your stadium