Street Soldier - Paris
Here we go here we go it's another one of them thangs Niggaz better recognize that I'm wise and I'm fin to make it known that I'm still the one to call each and every one of y'all out let's see who's real and who's fake when it come to the funk I'ma bring it to y'all live and direct and straight bumpin I knew you was a bitch from the first take No eye contact with the handshake Couldn't relates to where I'm comin from, when I came through with the truth, broken down on the first two When I first asked the question if you was down How many punk ass niggaz do I gotta clown? With they ass to the sky, gettin stuck by the devil in drag, let's see who play the fag Will you wannabe G's please have a seat Here we go again, nigga please! Yeah it's all a part of growin up is what my momma told me How many trick ass niggaz wanna try and mow me? I guess I gotta be the one to buck Put your house nigga ass in the dirt and won't give a (fuck) Like I said, you're better off dead that you would be if you try to do me, I'm looney, so sue me Next time I rain on your world with the truth A solider ain't nothin to fool with "You can't see what I can see!" You.. can't see what I can see "You can't see what I can see!" But you don't ever "You can't see what I can see!" You can't see what I can see! "You can't see what I can see!" Whoahaoaha-ahhhh! One two three, it's the G-U-E double-R, I, double-L, A, yellin mayday Weeble with a street sweeper lookin for the beast Had me thinkin that I'm less than a man and incomplete Yo, and ever since I first started rhymin You motherfu*kers wanna k
Artist: Paris
Title: Street Soldier