| Yeah, yeah
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| Haha
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| Rise to your feet little soldier
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| Times are changing, yeah
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| See in order to get it
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| You got to go out there and get it
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| You got to know your mark
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| Yeah, take your mark
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| Let’s go soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| I’m feeling crazy
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| I’ve got my mind made up
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| I’m in my fatigues and I’m ready for war
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| Hear the drummer drumming
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| This situation’s my occupation
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| A buffalo soldier that’s just what we are
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| Squatta
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| And when you’re digging your trenches soldiers make sure you dig them deep
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| Cuz the only way to survive this place in this time little homie is to never
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| sleep
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| Whoooo
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| You see this war ain’t in Iraq it’s right here on the neighborhood streets
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| Well mother fuckers they’re just living to die, welcome to the belly of the
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| beast
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| You got a little bit of dro in yo pocket spark up and put your mind at ease
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| Cuz you think they give a fuck about you for a second, ooh
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| You might as well be deceased
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| Little soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Respect it and check it, the Southside where I sling
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| Still there’s no stopping till the entire world is mine
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| My coalition is firm, don’t you be concerned
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| To live and die on the streets and tough lesson learned
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| Lord knows I ain’t no killer but don’t temp me
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| Cuz I can squeeze on my trigger until it’s empty
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| And you would never catch me slip food to militants
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| Cuz I’m surrounded by angels must be heaven sent
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| Who me?
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| Live for the cause
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| Rap for the cause
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| Ain’t afraid to die for the cause, nooo
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| I keep looking at the snakes they full of in vic
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| Eyes bloodshot red I’m burning of sensi
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| Harder the battle the sweeter the victory
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| And I’m ready to write my own verse of history
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| You can’t tell me I never told yah boy
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| You can’t rhyme yah mother fucking Soulja Boy
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| Soldier
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| Yo left yo left yo left right left
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| I’m fighting to survive the seeds of my own
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| So I teach them lessons they need to know for when they get grown
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| Say son you stay far from snitches and find a good girl boy keep far from her,
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| haha
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| Now keep your focus with your eye on the prize
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| A million rise just for their rights, fuck it a million die
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| Drop to your knees and hold your head to the sky
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| Say a prayer for the lord soldier that you need to fly
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| Dear lord the hour is upon us
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| As we engage in battle be merciful upon our souls
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| Grant us the strength so we may overcome the danger that lay in our way
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| Let us pray soldiers
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| Our father, who arth in heaven hallowed be thy name
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| Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
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| On earth as it is in heaven
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| Give us this day, our daily bread
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| And forgive us of our trespasses
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| As we forgive those who trespass us
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| And stop the war |