Lyrics:
excess less the worry
Why go job hunting today?
When I can sit back and smoke this sack and drink
And feel my problems shrink away
And by now,
I'm a king by blood a soldier by nature
I'm somethin' like a threat to y'all space cadets
Cause you never met brother nothin' like me yet
So push
get to her from here
She's gone with the wind, swept by the rain
Living in another time, lord it must bring her pain
I could be a Southern man if
[B-Real]
Funkmaster Flex, is down with us
KRS-One, he's down with us
The Wu-Tang Clan is down with us
Busta Rhymes you know he's down with us
interstellar
walking Helen Keller round the block hearing every sound
syllable bound
none comparable found in my realm overwhelmed
by the brain waves living in
in the head
A flag draped over a coffin
Another soldier is dead
How many victims have fallen
How many more have to die
People dying in masses
Ain't
(Metro)
I just came to my senses (yeah)
I stay in another dimension
Fear is non-existent
Suit up and swing through the city (ooh, hey)
Why am I always by your side when you're down?
Why did I help you build a beautiful house?
And why did I break my back for you in the cold?
And why would I, such a load?
But someday you'll see, next time I'll try it another way
Why would you try to make me friends with them soldiers?
When
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
nation's masses as blind as Helen Keller
There's an Info War
For your mind, body and soul
Also your money, gold, oil and coal
Et cetera
What, you think
We've breached the walls and taken the city
Guts and limbs scattered around
We raid their homes to reclaim Helen
Then burned it down
A fallen friend
bright light by the end of the tunnel
And stay blessed
I did it
All my haters said I won't but I did it
I kept my money in check all of this time and I
young
A lotta soldiers in the street, they die young
Gun play everyday, they pull the trigger no delay
Two of my young niggas died by the gun
Mother
is waiting now
Down by the wishing well
Telling everyone that it is true
Down by the wishing well
Where they would kiss and tell
Her soldier blue is
niggas)
Do it, do it, do it
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over,
niggas)
Do it, do it, do it
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over,
Begging for a meal, man I had to let my brother starve
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Don't try apologize
Defending all my soldiers, bet them niggas feeling fortified
It
and the riches dat it brang... living by the book get you slain like in da book... Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks... dats how it go down Kenna bruh
and hate,
His public meetings were a danger to the state,
Some soldier said "Who was he anyway?"
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
goes past
I said baby im a soldier come her let me hold yah
Baby lay your head down right here on my shoulder
We here for a good time let me be your
Slash jazz to my blues
Spark an incense then dim the
Lights down set the ambience for our mood
But she said baby come turn me on
I respond by blowing her
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