Lyrics:
Soekarno-Hatta
Banyak orang dalem we could go
Straight up to my spot
Booked another flight my passports
In the embassy shit's become a habit so I
Travel to escape
on chill, you don’t wana see me heightened
I’m here to take flight, & y’all kites man
Bound by somebody down below
Simple pull of a string that a show you
Daniel one day
Look in chapter 1:7 babe
And then you can go get their names
They got treated harsh by the king of the world (go get their names)
When they
to the bag like a soldier
We ready for war we gon step 'til the finish
I don't give a fuck if nobody was wit me
I'll step by myself do this shit independent
in my bag (Yeah)
I was down broke, I ain't have me a dollar
Now I'm at the top, they callin' me twin
I cut off whoever, I don't want no friends
Knew I
search beyond the skyline
Thoughts keep recycling, this is our time
Better get it right, before it pass us by
And it seems like, we've been living a lie
your plans
All the futile attempts
They could never stand a
Chance and I commence
Bring this lyrical deliverance so even think
Another challenge is
they on the payroll
Like soldiers in shoot outs I lay low
Seat laid back like I'm taking a nap
Don't run track but she on another lap
Its been a minute
get her when she sleeps
I walk her down slow Jason Voorhees
Its my turn now time for me to take over
Foolies out here acting like no limit soldiers
Hot
in beautiful technicolor
Directly from another place you could expect no other
To stand by these trues and break these rules
We defy the laws of cool
he only knew I'm riding down, for my boy
I ain't got too many friends, so I'm riding by myself
Your own kin'll try to do you, when on a mission for
the fuck to sleep
Clothes still on, breath smelling like Henrock
Totally no kind of regards for this bitch's man
I guess it's just another one of those G Rap
talk
Fuck you ol' punk ass, strong enough for a man made ass niggas
I'm a south side nigga, third ward to be exact
Catch me coming down
like yours that
Left no space for a breather
Then Skepta comes around
With a flow that breaks down
More times than a P-reg Vauxhall Tigra
To book Skepta
shakin' niggaz knecks
Blood drippin' so bad from a cold kneck
What you figure when you livin' by the trigger
That's how it is when your fuckin' wit
Big L rest in peace
2 am, just got outta the bar
Headed toward my car
Me and Castro kind of blown
'cause we parked so far
Walkin' down the street
I'm
Just tryna' get by i smoke til I'm sober
Know I'm a soldier dealt with my shit
I never moaned to an older
Still looking over my shoulder
From
and conquer
[Brolik]
D O S dead on sight whenever we meet
Wanted for murder what'd you do? I done killed another beat
Ash that before you pass that what is you
a pimp in your girls prom pictcha'
I watch mc's die like soldiers in war
Everybody for them self so there ain't no score
This niggas was bust a verse that
Knows that I'm the best performer
I'll shut your whole system down
Go and ask a tech supporter
Yo, you traveled west for war but like
A soldier that
there is no me without you
Soldier on, Achilles, Achilles, come down
Won't you get up off, get up off the roof?
Loathe the way they light candles in
and live it right
Zero time for the lies you supply
Yeah the line straight imma soldier
Ain't about to sell my soul sir
I got enough on my shoulders
Don't
was just another soldier with two feet
On all type of drugs that set me higher
Shot by my comrade official
Name friendly fire
Everyone was screaming but
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
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