colder Another soldier, another soldier, another hit to the heart when they told you Another mistake, another heartache, you feel the blood in your veins getting colder Another soldier Another soldier, another soldier, another
perro, now he doin? twenty-five to life Low-G, now I got to earn another stripe Ghetto Star Greyhound is my fuckin? car Ghetto Clothes, but I?m feeling
flash flow, turn your soul on So gone, strode strong through your lawn 'til the dawn Tell you mom, name another real as John, kill a song 'Cause when you feel
with you..What give you the right to lie? We in two different spaces, and you done turned Gemini Completely changed faces You wouldn?t understand even if we trade places You?ll never find another
are getting loaded Fast to the border where the tanks are a rolling There's a nation in fear another nation crying One nation killing and another nation
to make it clear and I shed another tear But nigga I'm real bumper and the grill When I do my music it's the music you can feel Cause I'm just a G riding
[Talking:] Z-Ro the Crooked, AKA King of Da Ghetto Representing Assholes By Nature [Z-Ro:] I always been a soldier, but I never did look for no wars
millimeter Desert Eagle, you know it ain't legal I meditate the evil thoughts, I'm bout to start some'ing First I feel a head rush, then I feel my heart
no horses down here We get it how we live, that's why it go down round here [Z-Ro:] We Third Coast and I'm a soldier united, for the cash Daily I be
kill you nigga Bitch I'll kill you niggaz, you better Respect my mind - cause I'll kill you niggaz Cause I will kill you nigga Cause I don't wanna feel
Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying All my partnas, all your dead partnas But shit I still feel
I go I'ma murk niggaz and get my fetti right now [Chorus 2X: Z-Ro] I'm a soldier, these stankers keep me reachin for my holster Sometime I feel my death
Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying All my partnas, all your dead partnas But shit, I still feel
round with my nine Raised on game, a soldier that's showing no mercy [Z-Ro] When I wake up, I be wishing to find another way to make a living Baking
like salt to a snail Better keep it under your breath if you beefing I read these bitch niggas like braile I'm a soldier, and I'm united by the cash Feeling
Sunshine, living in the ghetto daily trying to find Sunshine, trying to make a million hustling got to dodge One time, I keep my head up even though I feel
