| This goes out to all the soldiers out there
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| All the fallen soldiers, all my soldiers seeking conviction
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| Keep your head up and look to the stars for strength
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| Ya heard me? |
| (Hoody Hoo)
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| Don’t let nothing hold you back
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| Keep your eyes on your enemies
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| And just remember a wise man learn, but a fool never will
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| It ain’t no limit soldiers
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| Dear Brother, I should I say soldiers of all colors
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| Where we went wrong I wrote this love song for ya
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| Let me begin to tell ya how I love ya
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| And if your heart is anything like mine soldier I die for ya
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| You never met me but you felt my presence
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| Your father, Your son, your brother that’s my essence
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| I’m only human so I stress like you, and I’m just like you
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| And someday I gotta leave this flesh like you
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| We all part of a plan that we would never truly understand
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| In convictions, seeking confessions, but confused by the devil’s hand
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| And no of us was born killers and thieves
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| But its the evil we instill in the seed
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| Am I soldier cause I run against the seed wodie?
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| Don’t nothing truly exist but your dreams wodie
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| And any times I find myself worshiping the morning
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| But when you catch me off track just put me back on it
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| With ya love…
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| All my soldiers is all I have
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| (Where do we go from here)
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| All the bad times we went through
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| Everyday our dreams come true
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| (Where do we go from here)
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| You need me and I need you
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| (Lord tell me where do we go from here)
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| Change your ways you have time
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| (Lord tell me where do we go from here)
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| Check it out
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| I bought this two tickets to see these No Limit movies
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| Foolish I Got The Hook Up!, me and my baby far from a hooker
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| It’s good to see young men doing something right with their life
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| Could be a the next Spielberg, I supported it I enjoyed it that night
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| We thug millionaries, everywhere, you look we ballin'
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| But there always gotta be somebody stupid to spoil it
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| I call it, everytime I see it, it gets me heated
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| This fake thugging, actin like they can’t bleep shit
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| Another coward I gotta bury, I’m hot on you secondary
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| We vow that you lesser than me
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| We last forever, mask together
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| No Limit, Ill Will, Queensbrigde, killers cash forever
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| You feel this, have my whole projects on an airplane to kill shit
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| Made nigga before the money, killers taking all this from me
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| But I learned how to chill, now I’m rightfully living
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| Cause the clowns out here get you life in the prison… Man
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| Now to you living mothers, havin' hell raising you brothers
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| Cause the baby’s daddy don’t love ya
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| You still a queen ole' girl, don’t let him get you down
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| Just do your thing if he real he gonna come around
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| But if he don’t then you don’t need him
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| He man enough to make 'em but not man enough to feed 'em
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| And it kills him to see you suceeding
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| So keep your head in the clouds, bump this love song loud
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| And every bow, with your girls feeling proud
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| Your heaven-sent
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| And I don’t understand how you settle for the scrubs it was never meant
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| You can do better by your lonely, there’s nothing like being free
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| And it’s never to late so baby go get your G.E.D
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| If you believe in you like I know you believe in me
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| Then we can live in peace and no longer this misery
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| Your world don’t stop, and ain’t no limit to trys
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| And just remember this dark is just some light in disguise
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| And my childern say Woah…
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| Wassup soldiers yall keep ya’ll’s heads up
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| It’s hard times, we spread love
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| From ghetto’s everywhere
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| From the south, to the east. |
| to the world
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| Wassup Nas, wassup Mac
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| We got chase our dreams, I’m chasing mines
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| Picture me in tha NBA
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| Picture me still living
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| Picture us all making changes
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| That’s where we go from here |