Lyrics:
at you niggas tryna follow me
You fucking wave riders, hope you niggas drown and die at sea
Yeah, but I'ma pause for minute now
Think you finally get
an angel sent for me
Or maybe my struggle was orchestrated like a symphony
Righteous son
You live by the gun
You die by the bullet
You feel the heat when
tryna get rich yea
Ima die tryna get rich
Nigga you know im a soldier
I fight till its over
No stopping i know i can do it
Many late talks with jehovah
I
posted up on the corner by the 7
Tight grips extended clips black as our complexion
Militant men, machine wessons for protection
Seen stranger things but
blinded by demons....
Debauchery weekends I would dive off the deep end
Popping them Percocet sipping promethazine
Know I was never clean know I was
to the people.
And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you
Who regiment
me, try for me
Fly to new horizons in brand new cities
Die for me, die to try and find affinity
Flying by to try and find my conscience
Ever since you
and seak now huh
You told me that you would never leave us
Till we old enough to fend for ourselve'
Why did you choose to leave so early
Do you know how
although I'm still searching
I better find a way, if not I better make a path
One that's seldom traveled by the masses
I never get stuck in all
other out
Chrome and blak nines
In the hands of lost souls
One track minds
Wit Kill or be killed motives
We Programmed to die
Propositioned by the cops
this / Oh yes / reminisce on some old shit / my
flow is reaching your sofas / all of my mental soldiers.
Living a day at a time be the rhythm that fit
to supercede
This damaged universe, shrunken and cold
Let's merge our bodies, never grow old
Shrink yourself and enter my skull
Please make my new life less
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
heard?", that hoe is from New York
Lawyer fees, royalties, and I ain't never been to court
Roll the weed, more of trees, so you would think that this
I went for a walk in my old downtown
To the top of the hill and I turned around
Train yard's not what it used to be
The station's still standing by
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
He been done in by a slippery snake
a man and a woman get to live a while and then they die
It's been that way since the git go
It's been that way
bitch
Can't sit still like tom sawyer
Barely trust nobody
Sometimes I can't even trust me soldiers
And I ride by my lone
Gonna die by my lone
Unless you
you bada
Give me raba I done para
This matter na big palava
My wife self done talki tire
She jjst want make retire
But old soldier never dies
I don't
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
Imma die by love
Heart attack yeah it's death by love
I hate the way that you make me run
Circles in my nightmares playing with the drugs yeah
They
you fight for when I'm gone?
Soldiers they fight for kings they've never even met.
They do what they're told, they die when they're told to die
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
reintroducing
Life done took a toll
Now I'm gettin old
That's how it gotta be
Look me in my eyes
Tell me who you see
Brand new QT
Yea
Yea
Back and forth we go
I'm
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