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