nickel Hopin' God's blessings stick with ya Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger Familiar face, but a man now, it's lil' Trigga Now Lil' Mo was a soldier
Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows
of the hidden world séance and candlelight, Connections to spirits that dance in the afterlife (Chorus) Madchild: Shane's brain a hurricane, it's
's darker than Gotham City Wit' the possibility to stop your walkin' ability God forgive me, spark enemies wit' pistol grips The missile tip's impact
, furnace flyin, deserters try to black ball us Over the face of the Earth's surface The heat is heatin up, demon from the east wing Hitman's bullet,
the wack stay frozen Locked in time, mindset is Babylon P's the martyr while MC's babble on Letter sixteen is me and some see I freeze and snuff MC's
Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man
they at? Let's get 'em) Are you ready to die? (Live or die, live or die, live or die) (Where they at? Let's get 'em) Hear the tale of the n'Illtown
if he's gon walk he's nothin' Fuck where he's from he'll even run when I'm comin' Rogue dawg fo life no fear of death no mo I swore to live a life a soldier
[Lil' Wayne talking:] What's up It's me Yep, uhm I've had plenty episodes with various women, but it's just this one I must tell you about... [Verse:
to mention new Range, no number An' you know the Rover, so move over, soldier Flavor Coca Cola, garage, the soda holder An' it's over, over, here's
tha nine he got stun from tha blow left in black hol T so and i'm ready to roll Flesh: Gimme the g's and g's off tha dirty floor i dont think you really
Jim Jones It's high above on the gallows tree The crows will pick your bones" And our ship was high upon the sea When pirates came along But the soldiers
Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorways, thunder went crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows
foretold Praying to the vision of the promised land Swaying to the rhythm of the drums We were pledging our allegiance to wevoka's plan When the shots rang out, there soldiers
in tale, fairly frail In recognition of your bravery up on the stage In recognition of your bankability You get to wait in lines With soldiers crippled
the seas And many men have spoke of doom, aboard the Flight 19 The devil's home, some do preach, a force beyond this world A secret time, that's part