Lyrics:
shit was raised by the G code
Learned quick that it's a cold world we living in
Like Jordan in the 4th last shot I had to get it in
(Swish)
My
a vengeance
Back with my heart and I'm venting
Back with another war pendant
Salute me or shoot me
I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion
I believe there's one
know
I get your ass gone permanently
It ain't complex
I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next
Do a drive-by on your project, take
dare would I
Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Nothin' like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that ass
the freedom they'd save
On the TV broadcast they said it won't last
All over by Sunday consigned to the past
The clean-up starts Monday despite the bomb
in, we take all of your shit
And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it
I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas
driver when he open my door to take off his hat
Double Saran everything so that you know its a wrap
Double salute anybody that made it out the trap
Some
Twenty-one gun salute cause my shits hot
Throw your guns in the air pop pop pop pop
You get a standing ovation cause your shits whack
Throw your hands in
inside of an uncomfortable position
By the first of the month they gon be digging up your flesh and bone
I'm so valid never seek validation no matter
Salute I'm walking with my soldiers aye
Talking full disclosure
It's true
There's a lot I never told ya
I'm a high roller
Rising up
Came up out the basement
long
Now I hang by a thread
Between the living and the dead
'Till the sun comes out and your love shines down
And I close my eyes and get lost in
on stage and the lights are bright
Don't you think they salute before
Cuz I'm a soldier
I'm a walking soldier, mentally, physically
Step to me, turn your
the hole
Fisters on the get go, silk shirts, this is how the click roll
Strong hammers, doofy like Klitschko
And where your bitch go, surrounded by
food without trust
At night we go watching the stars
By day we go using the sun
The last star not longer shine
Last star not longer
At night we go
Thas aite
Aint scared to lose
Thas aite
Never hated on a nigga puttin' in work you just salute
Thas aite
Aite now one time for my Gs holdin' down they
The oohs and ahh’s
Salutes and applause
The truth in your eyes
Do we need to, take a couple steps back?
Did we move too fast?
Did I say too much too
Side by my fucking belt
And if you self paid then salute yourself
Where that pistol at is on my
Side by my fucking belt
I could never, ever love these
the hole
Fisters on the get go, silk shirts, this is how the click roll
Strong hammers, doofy like Klitschko
And where your bitch go, surrounded by
me by
Nothin' like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that ass and pull your hair for you
So I'm just watchin' and waitin'
For you
so the truth does not reach
Salute to Motaz Bisan Noor Harazeen
Who documented the tragedy
Nakba catastrophe
A genocide by Zionists internationally
screws
Different flavor in bed then I hit the salute
Left her with seamen in her hair Navy captain I'm Pierre
Know this life is unfair
Last year I was
years not dare would I
Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Nothin' like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that
PTSD in my system
It was validated real
By my therapist last week
I bet the army will repeal
They deny me of my feelings
When I'm feeling all
your trips if your duns come to shoot
Get greeted by a twenty-one gun salute
I keep 'em leery of the deadly '7 MC' theory
Soon as you they hear me, I
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