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All i follow is the jones as i reminisce |
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Reminisce take chance as i remember this |
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I was fifteen, anti fiend |
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Never thought i'd make it to music as a dream |
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All i had was kevin and my momma jackie |
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The pen and pad, and i have a papi |
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Taught up from the world, that you gots to be hard |
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Shit, new orleans is the city, i remember fightin over wars |
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See, long before you give me the charge i beat my cause |
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I'm a nigga no more or less surrounded by flaws |
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I'm all yours but understand my future thoughts a few |
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My days could be navy blue, and i'm a believe in you |
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See i'm tru, because my niggas keep me goin as well |
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Droppin tears cause i'm the only one alive to tell |
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And if i'm goin to hell, at least my life is enriched |
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By keepin family beside me, and they accepted me as click |
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Chorus |
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And i'm a soldier in the world live me long |
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Cause i a got my hustle on and i done done wrong |
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No one understands me, neither do my family |
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That's why i believe in you, to see my ass through, my god x2 |
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I entertains my brain with a cloud of smoke |
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My brother been gone for five years, and this is how i cope |
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I hope, wishing and praying that myself be next |
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My girl die straight innocent but because of a ex |
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Got me vex drinkin, totin my gun under the moon |
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And no matter how many bullets, bring her back no time soon |
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I'm tired of departing with killing, all of my dogs bleedin |
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Bodies every other day, on washington and ????? |
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Oh lord, i'm even scary to open obituaries |
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Gettin mail from cemetaries stating that i'm buried |
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Pain varies, to tell the truth it all hurts the same |
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If i don't to see some rain, cause life is a strange pain |
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Bullets don't carry names, but me, it's like short |
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Now here on life support, from not the right support |
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I hold your quote like the killer, but lose a g |
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A small fee for what that nigga did to a family |
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Chorus x2 |
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Shit, i'm a reminisce like this while i'm in a good state of mind |
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Now i'll never low, truly knows in no greater time |
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Down line, i've a lost some of my best partners |
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Bullets pop us got em cause the rhyme, was it the coppers |
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Now who is to blame, the hunted or the hunter |
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Cope on his mind, much as i can and wonder |
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Was my prayers to god injected or neglected |
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Question the man if i can or respect it |
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Serious, if just by my minutes, if us gone as begginers |
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Split em, we piss on the ground, screamin bury me with em |
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My lord, you never suffer newborn, i'll guard your daughter |
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Killing in my city like there's something in the water |
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Why bother? because fiend's strandin heads then i'm gone |
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And a soldier gonna survive till it's time to go home |
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Now notice i'm a survivor |
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My feelings go out to the families of g slim, and miss michelle tyler |
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Chorus x4 |
