Lyrics The Battlefield - AZ , Kool G Rap , Ghostface Killah
Ayo,
I'm
back
after
nine
years,
that's
36
seasons
Shit
is
changed
up
for
all
types
of
reasons
Staten
Island
ain't
the
same,
shit
is
lame
No
familiar
faces
son,
I'm
dodging
the
game
I
want
a
clean
slate,
but
these
cops
stay
screwin'
Snatching
me
up
off
the
block,
what
am
I
doin'?
Oh,
it's
officer
Dingle
and
his
sidekick
Berry
Driving
me
around
the
hood
so
I
could
worry
See
how
fucked
up
it
is
there's
crackheads
on
every
corner
Kids
in
the
schoolyard
smoking
marijuana
I
ain't
feeling
it,
this
ain't
the
way
I
left
these
blocks
And
my
name's
faded
out
like
some
old
damn
socks
I
want
respect,
these
streets
was
my
playground
once
I
was
the
Mack
across
110th
on
these
stunts
Not
once
would
a
nigga
test
me
or
gets
zesty
I
would
walk
down
the
street
and
sneeze,
they
all
blessed
me
Been
on
the
battlefield
for
a
long,
long
time
I
can
see
life
closing
in
on
this
old
body
of
mine
Yeah,
homie,
I'm
the
kingpin
called
Future
Make
a
killin'
in
these
buildings
in
the
millions
Got
'em
feeling
like
Brewster
Shit
hot
as
Fallujah
Kids
grown
now,
they
cock
rugers
Welcome
back
to
the
sewers
Where
new
whips
maneuver
No
kids
playing,
no
safe
and
sound
havens
There's
tre
pound
cases
on
the
playground
pavement
No
more
dudes
with
22's
in
their
sneaker
soles
Kids
tote
shit
that
leave
your
body
with
a
heap
of
holes
I'm
that
neighborhood
blizzard
flooding
these
streets
with
snow
Heavy
iron
on
the
ready,
my
shit'll
crease
your
clothes
Keep
a
flock
of
sweetest
hoes,
yeah,
I
sleeps
with
those
Little
slum
young
Keisha
Coles
with
cheaper
clothes
Undercovers
all
around
the
gutter,
they
creepin'
low
I
stays
ahead,
kid,
I
toss
bread
like
pizza
dough
I
keep
the
tef
around
my
torso
with
the
piece
below
That
bulldog
short
nose,
G
be
at
peace
with
those,
you
know
Mama
Bear
was
a
church
woman,
pop's
skated
off
I
was
impaired,
an
introverted
youngin',
a
lot
changed
my
course
From
nowhere
to
my
first
onion
then
them
cops
came
across
Flashed
the
badge,
took
my
stash,
told
my
little
ass
get
lost
Threw
me
off
when
my
grind
was
prime
time
then
You
could
step
on
and
stretch
mine's
to
a
nine
times
ten
I
was
gone,
remembering
though
that
fine
line's
thin
So
I
studied
that
chessboard
and
we
were
all
blind
men
Dealers
ran
the
streets,
but
the
D's
ran
them
I
was
a
killer
underneath,
but
needed
expansion
Something
to
constitute
being
high
in
a
coupe
The
cries
from
my
youth
so
I
applied
for
the
suit
Salute
to
the
enforcer,
call
me
officer
now
Supporter
of
paraphernalia,
I
toss
it
around
The
link
to
the
cartel,
costs
is
down
It's
that
Denzel
in
training
day
shit,
caution
my
grounds
1 Emergency Procedure
2 The Battlefield
3 The Battlefield
4 Love Don't Live Here No More
5 Here I Go Again
6 Loyalty
7 It’s a Thin Line Between Love and Hate
8 The Dogs of War
9 Double Cross
10 Pieces to the Puzzle
11 Homicide
12 Blood in the Streets
13 Call My Name
14 The Battlefield (Instrumental)
15 Love Don't Live Here No More (Instrumental)
16 Here I Go Again (Instrumental)
17 Loyalty (instrumental)
18 The Dogs of War (Instrumental)
19 Emergency Procedure (Instrumental)
20 Double Cross (Instrumental)
21 Pieces to the Puzzle (Instrumental)
22 Homicide (Instrumental)
23 Blood in the Streets (Instrumental)
24 Call My Name (Instrumental)
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