this (Buck, Buck) It's a time and a place we can settle this shit (Buck, Buck) y'all motherfuckers ain' ready for this (Buck, Buck) There's a time and a
翻訳: ヤングバック. 兵士の目.
It's going down now On forever Square life is never Buck wildin is your life stylin Mashed out Hit a motel room Crashed out Called up a ho to
you say? Tell me, who do you blame? Like a mirror you see yourself These people each have a name All around the township Young men are dying Of hunger
the game (Uhh!) [Chorus X2] So what you want soldier? Close your eye, make a wish Nigga tryin' to come up, is like tryin' to drown a fish When the
-A-Ling You now I'm armed we can mash man it Ain't-A-Thing You know I'm calm but I'm a gorilla Ain't-A-Game I got a banana clip for all you Orang-A-Tangs
a duck Quick to holla whats up when a thug pull up I see you fake ass twisted niggaz straight to the side and can't even look a real nigga straight in the eye
a walk through detox I want outta this hold, I'm in a cell under attack Loc up folks they in the hood, got an eye on every move I make open your face
a couple of dimes, sip some wine Brothers look sharp, sisters lookin revive So get up, get live, grown folks on line Young folks allowed only if they act pride There's a
Niggaz get your scratch, bitches get your paper Soldiers live life to the fullest fo' they take ya So what you want soldier? Close your eye, make a
nigga Bling-A-Ling You now I'm armed we can mash man it Aint-A-Thing You know I'm calm but I'm a gorilla Aint-A-Game I got a banana clip for all you Orang
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga [Young Buck]
] It's going down now On forever Square life is never Buck wildin is your life stylin Mashed out Hit a motel room Crashed out Called up a ho to
but you don't hear me though [Young Buck] I came in this game knowin' niggas gon' hate me Just for the simple fact they know that I'm a rida' (rida'); I got a hell of a
the thoughts of a man who can?t escape from his coma, Cries of a young virgin girl who got raped by them soldiers, [Verse4 - Immortal Technique] Birthing a
can tell by the way they look me in the eye That he's a ho, and she's a bitch, and often many try But like a soldier, I'mma rid til' I fuckin' die Swerve
ahead try n do me harm soldier you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower And I'll be damn if I co-sign a old snitch that was gangbangin when
t poppin' me Why? cause i'm a gangsta Nigga thats why cause i'm a gangsta Nigga thats why cause i'm a gangsta [Verse 2: Young Buck] I'm like the black
