Lyrics:
The Jam Little Boy Soldiers

and so is Washington Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers Come up on the hills with the little boy soldiers Come out on the hills by little boy soldiers

too much, To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger, But I've got no choice so here I comewar games. I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers, Reconnaissance

, teacher of this type of style Rockin' off beat with a smile or smirk Or chuckle, yet some are not up to Cypress Hill Posse, so I love to Step in the jam

Inc do your thing motherfuckers You unleased on a team who expects nothing less then RnB coming from that regime Regime is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers

is tha nigga named Tru and I got that boy Key-C in here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out

your thing motherfuckers You unleashed on a team Who expects nothin less than R & B comin from that regime Regime, is a little extreme That connect some soldiers

little girl's name in a song again! Fuckin' punk pussy little bitch! I'll fuck you up boy! Never! Never in your muthafuckin life! I'll choke the shit outchu little

them super fly fish tags full of tash That's how we do it, hustle fluit runnin through my veins I got soldiers that'll dump for a little change... Ring

not worried about who's the bigger man Z-Ro, my nigga man, Pharoah, the Killa Klan I'm Black Mike, Network for life, ain't no realer jam (Chorus) We