Lyrics:
I'm a ghetto soldier, (gun man sing hooOooo)
I'm a ghetto soldIER, (cowboy sing hoooOooo)
Yes a ghetto soldier, (bad man sing hoooOooo)
Got an S on my
Nigga, we, we been through all of this before
Cocaine in a drawer
Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war
Comin' from the bottom, scratchin'
Always a sweet melody (Always a sweet melody)
Came from the bottom of the sea (Came from the bottom)
Wasn't really trying to break our bond
I was
Fuck it let's get to this Cheddar
It's getting harder I know it's a test
Came from the bottom of the bottom
Look at they face trying figure out how
squeeze hammers, man
Bullets breeze by you, like Louisiana, man
But I gotta feed Tianna, man
So I move keys, you can call me the Piano Man
Rain, sleet,
of y'all sharing bars
Like you got the bottom bunk in a two-man cell (a two-man cell)
Something's in the water (something's in the water)
And if I gotta
the streets
A pint of Guinness to kill your kidneys
I meant liver, fuck
Love living superior
By the Hudson river
Beat break so cold, make em fucking shiver
Like
screwface
The cold is getting to him, don't hurt 'em, it's too late
Yeah, he just a dude with a dream
That been quashed by a system, wasn't built to succeed
Gotta keep your groove
How can a man like me not know the answers
Jack Dean another teen without a dad or mother
I wrapped myself in rap to distract from
the pit
Bottom of the barrel
Where the way out
Starin' down a barrel
Speaking darkness into carols
Make you think its cool
I'm reaching deeper
To the people
an advance
Won't go back to the bottom again
I been working to put all my bros on
Only family shit, I don't know y'all
Was a boy, but I turned into a man
I was
a'int never been caught up on the back block
I a'int never had a problem at the stash pot
Scrape the bottom of the barrel getting cash crop
I a'int never
a derelict...
"Zdrastvujtje! My name is Ivan
Is this the right place? I'm here to see a man
A Mr Kashchei", I was invited in
To "The House of Sin"...
Then
Man, I ain't even gonna stunt
But I could show you how
I could show you how
If you don't know then you know now
If you don't know then you know now
I
I was born down in the bottoms of the flat black Delta land
I grew up picking cotton in the Mississippi sand
My mama said son take that girl and go
Bitch, I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that
'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
Came straight from the bottom, nigga, we got that (got that)
We was
?"
Dey took John Henry to de graveyard
An' dey buried him in de san'
An' every locomotive come roarin' by
Says, "Dere lays a steel-drivin' man
Lawd,
soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)
Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)
yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)
Got an S on my chest hahaha
shit is all natural
And this is really me and you can tell by the stature
Got sauce drip rust and I rot em
Tell yo bitch need lip yeah bottom
Write my
energy
Got the homies by my side who needs enemies boss
Coming from trenches
Hop up off the porch
Coming from the bottom
Real niggas making noise
Coming
ride by floating everybody scream
Spread love show me love I need Buku
Straight from the bottom where we known to practice voodoo
You think I'm playing I
Man, we be straight hoopin'
Never see us yokin'
Just in our spot, straight shootin'
Shouts to Coach Ragland
We see him out recruitin'
And after ball, we
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
niggas at the bottom so you know we put in work
Before all of the money man you know its family first
From the iPhone to the Motorola chirp
All my niggas
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