| Song | Represent da One |
| Artist | Bizzy Bone |
| Album | Speaking in Tongues |
| 作曲 : McCane | |
| Ohh we represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers, we are the soldiers cuz, c'mon feel me | |
| Soldiers soldiers, represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers soldiers, ohh we represent the one | |
| Under surveillance, am | |
| I paranoid? | |
| Never, I never need duckin the enemy off in evil territory | |
| So why they comin off to bust on me | |
| I got my homie out of the way, | |
| I think my lady got a crush on me | |
| Somebody put the finger hush on me | |
| Never put a plug in me, | |
| I'ma shake that dust off me | |
| I got some mush on me, that was just that lust on me | |
| But if you're, lovin me it's just a, plus on me | |
| I'm tellin 'em only | |
| God judges me, | |
| Jesus Christ the savior | |
| Bow down to the | |
| Lord, blow the trumpet on 'em major | |
| Me no need no cell phone, me no need no pager | |
| But we got some rules we gotta follow in the course of danger | |
| But me no sign nothing unless it feel righteous | |
| That's right just no pressure, play 'em, enlighten 'em | |
| I'd rather have a palm tree, and a | |
| Long Island iced tea | |
| And everyone can be happy and then, heheh | |
| We are the solders soldiers | |
| Ohh we represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers soldiers | |
| And tell 'em the war has just begun | |
| The war has just begun! | |
| Soldiers soldiers | |
| Represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers... | |
| Gather the peak, little children are caught | |
| Need to be reared out quickly, comin out to the storm | |
| And it's quickly | |
| I spit war, gettin it calm now | |
| Spittin it war now, you ain't even seen no wild child | |
| Get 'em up from the free seagull and fowl | |
| And the flocks of birds of foul, | |
| I see 'em flyin around | |
| And of course they take the wide path, homicide | |
| Now who the motherfuckin soldier with the stubble now? | |
| With the crowns now, beatin 'em down, baby we gonna | |
| And when we come around, we never gonna be beat | |
| We deep in the streets, and | |
| Heavenly with the one | |
| Yes we represent it, and the war has just begun | |
| In the name of the | |
| Father, the | |
| Son and the | |
| Holy Spirit c'mon | |
| Changin the righteous, lightning quick yan | |
| Yeah, in the name of the | |
| Father, the | |
| Son and the | |
| Holy Spirit, heh | |
| Changin the righteous lightning quick yan | |
| We are the soldiers, we represent the one | |
| Praise God, holla back, one |
| zuò qǔ : McCane | |
| Ohh we represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers, we are the soldiers cuz, c' mon feel me | |
| Soldiers soldiers, represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers soldiers, ohh we represent the one | |
| Under surveillance, am | |
| I paranoid? | |
| Never, I never need duckin the enemy off in evil territory | |
| So why they comin off to bust on me | |
| I got my homie out of the way, | |
| I think my lady got a crush on me | |
| Somebody put the finger hush on me | |
| Never put a plug in me, | |
| I' ma shake that dust off me | |
| I got some mush on me, that was just that lust on me | |
| But if you' re, lovin me it' s just a, plus on me | |
| I' m tellin ' em only | |
| God judges me, | |
| Jesus Christ the savior | |
| Bow down to the | |
| Lord, blow the trumpet on ' em major | |
| Me no need no cell phone, me no need no pager | |
| But we got some rules we gotta follow in the course of danger | |
| But me no sign nothing unless it feel righteous | |
| That' s right just no pressure, play ' em, enlighten ' em | |
| I' d rather have a palm tree, and a | |
| Long Island iced tea | |
| And everyone can be happy and then, heheh | |
| We are the solders soldiers | |
| Ohh we represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers soldiers | |
| And tell ' em the war has just begun | |
| The war has just begun! | |
| Soldiers soldiers | |
| Represent the one, we represent the one | |
| We are the soldiers... | |
| Gather the peak, little children are caught | |
| Need to be reared out quickly, comin out to the storm | |
| And it' s quickly | |
| I spit war, gettin it calm now | |
| Spittin it war now, you ain' t even seen no wild child | |
| Get ' em up from the free seagull and fowl | |
| And the flocks of birds of foul, | |
| I see ' em flyin around | |
| And of course they take the wide path, homicide | |
| Now who the motherfuckin soldier with the stubble now? | |
| With the crowns now, beatin ' em down, baby we gonna | |
| And when we come around, we never gonna be beat | |
| We deep in the streets, and | |
| Heavenly with the one | |
| Yes we represent it, and the war has just begun | |
| In the name of the | |
| Father, the | |
| Son and the | |
| Holy Spirit c' mon | |
| Changin the righteous, lightning quick yan | |
| Yeah, in the name of the | |
| Father, the | |
| Son and the | |
| Holy Spirit, heh | |
| Changin the righteous lightning quick yan | |
| We are the soldiers, we represent the one | |
| Praise God, holla back, one |