Lyrics:
savage like dag
I take the green from the bag
Its very hefty I'm glad
You see I curb my own
Emotions, but u throwin them flags
Them black n whites don't
of terror and endless bloodshed
Pity was not spared for no man woman child or rapper
And believe
For his rap was felt by everyone
And this time when
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
choose yo' wars
Or be like me muthafucka and do it with two guns
[Chorus: x3]
Check my war wounds (uggggh)
My war wounds (ugggh)
Every soldier got
It's like you don't even care, don't even care, no
I ain't gon' let this opportunity pass me by, pass me by, no
Cuz what am I gonna do when I die
your seat at?
Where your plate, where your lobster, where your sea bass?
We ain't never left, acting like we back
You should see us now taking pictures
control
Just like a DJ I can make your body move
Just like a rocket, rocket
I be your pleasure toy
Every time you're feeling lonely, pleasure toy
Girl you
and attack
Single filing up in the stack
Call 'em toy soldiers (yeah)
'Cause they just wind up on their backs
Now the sky's nothing but black
But I am not
Free all of my niggas (free all of my niggas, yeah)
Big toys like Christmas (big toys like Christmas, let's get it)
Make it rain on these bitches
Soldier's song, marching on, on
Hoping to see home
If I die before I
See your smile just one more time
Sometimes I question whether this shit
Cause me and Madrox straight smoked them hoes dry
I'm like fuck Cheech, Cheech don't even hit the bong
And I've did thirty days from drinking cleanall
of stuff
And now it's time to think about
Me, me yeah
And you can easily gamble your life away
Second after second
And day by day
You play the game
is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
I'm a Black Oiler b
My momma's not my sister
Did you catch that gist cause
I ain't tryna be like
green
For every fiend equals money like ching ching
My dream, know what I'm saying, got to get the cream or triple beam
By it for 15/5 and I sell it
gassed, we catch the cash, we buy zooming lens (Zoom)
We buy mics and we boom, baby we jettison
Rise to the top like the cream of the crop
Keep the green in
We use to sing that song in class when we were little
That song was lit, yep
A day in the life of Soldiers who march when they step
I still know
problem
down wit them drama boys an also Eightball
understand I gotta plan to get me some green
I stay in cruise like control but bustaz
Angels and demons on my shoulder
A hundred mp3s in my folder
Baby we could go ride in a rover
Shootin shit like Iraq they call me a soldier
I’m
town boy bein' used like a toy
And livin' on a day to day"
But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
All those young girls fall back
a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And livin' on a day to day
But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
All those young girls fall back
where wrong stops and where right begins
When the wars we're winnin' aren't like winnin' in the end
The little boy with his soldier toy made of sticks
Throwing money in the air like I don't really care
Yeah standing on the chair like I don't really care
Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller
Machine against man
And the planet's in ruins
But by then we will have
Mastered the craft of
Creating cloned soldiers so we don't have to
Come out of hiding
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