Lyrics:
soldiers die tryin', damn
Purple heart, purple drank
Better yet ultraviolet
Couple bitches one Tunechi I let
'em argue 'bout it, damn
I ran out coke last
spice that shit is nice I call it Cumin
I’m just really pissed but my UK ones say fuming
Actually I’m steaming you know the fucking reason
Battling myself
soldiers
It ain't nomo looking back I done got the ball in motion
We aways thought this shit would last cause it was wide open
Even tho I saw'em in my path I
keep shit on the hush
But I'm askin' "Love, how I'm 'posed to not like your pictures?"
On every post, girl, you bad as fuck
And them stories got
it up from my mind now
Ain't no time for no flights but we fly around Excuse me this is my round
Ain't no doin shit to say I did it
Ain't got shit
pain in my heart
Y'all shambled that
Karma ain't real that shit is cap
Bro died can't get em back
Lately I been on some sober shit
Feining tryna get life
wasn't thinking about fucking
Bumping Late Night Hype by Compton's Most Wanted
Them Tracks was so crisp
Bo$$ and Spice 1 and King Tee At Your Own Risk
comin' with your shit raps
You man are get bitch-slapped, by some bitch that I bitch-slapped when I was high on a spliff
And a six pack, and a bitch back
and you can call my bluff
A coward die a thousand times, a soldier live but once (Nigga)
So I been screaming "yolo", ran my bands up by my solo (By myself)
by morning, shit it might've been Winona
And if that's the case then you could call me Yung Dracula
I keep going you know I can't be stopped
Open up
Yeah
I'm telling y'all man nobody can stop except for myself
Imma pop my shit don't stop me
Lotta people gonna call me cocky
Imma mind my business
bleedin on the steps a death
Check yo self
You just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)
(I've got all my life to live
Plus
Time for the fallen soldiers
Can't have a war without casualties, you know?
For everybody goin' through the struggle, you know
Real shit everyday,
Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my
I put that shit on all of mines
Hot shit, condiment
Finest spices
Bitch I'm a problem
Like the Cuban Missile Crisis
Expect this time,
Man, a phone
philosophy, watchu see in me?
Yea I know they feelin me cuz this shit be cold as ice
Rog not even a year old, but I'm still heating up like spice
Better wish me
better get another vick to work with, or quit
Cause I'm on some ol' L shit
Capable of murder but I never committed
Taking no shorts so you better forget
Yeah, yo, yo
Close your eyes, let the track just play on repeat
All I hear is the genius on this beat
So I cradle the word street to blame spice
on shit
Remember it was 5 on it (Broke)
You fucked that sack up
Nigga it don't mean none
We get it by the double
Niggas got the green thumb
You went broke
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
am
Quick to slay with the rectifier shit, caught by the ricochet nigga
"I got to know"
One of these days and it won't be long (that's what you
to beef or rattle doors
You're up Shit's Creek without a paddleboard
I'm done trying to tackle whores
I'm giving up the saddle for
Something I imagine will
Lil Wayne:
I ain't terrified from nuthin'
I'm young wild crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cause I'm coming
With a oven by my stomach
I
I know it's late, I'm on the way
Baby I'm coming over
Been getting that cake earning my stripes, You know ya boy a soldier
Got a few things imma show
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