Lyrics: Urban Solider
Intro: Out Here Like A Solider, Resume Urban Solider.
V1: My Mind Spitting Rhymes, Trigger Finger Bullets. My Chrome Heartless Strap, Lay Busta On They Back. Public Spectators Watch Them Collapses, I Gotta Get Them Wet. Before My Foes Get Me. Site Seers, Pray To The Lord My Spirit I Keep. Revenge Is A Monster, Young Homie Inflicting Hurt. Bitch Nigga Sleep, Every Blackman Not Real Like Me. It's 17 With Retaliation, Satisfactions Ring Thee Alarm. Once I Hit The Scene, I Got Homies That Cut They Heads Off, That AK Guillotine. A Lot Of Niggas Talking Shit, With Loose Lips. That Why I Pack Extra Clips, Every Time I'm In Physical Form. Watch Me Roll On The Industry, Lyrical Warfare Coming Homie, In A Swarm. My First Album Was Just Getting Warm, F*ck The Police Like Easy-E. Words Never Afraid Too Speak. Feel Me Homie, Cops Crooked As The Niggas They Chasing. The Word Faking, My Words Of Reprimand. Death Still Pacing Wit Me, I Vocalize My Hate. Player I'm Winning Everyday, That's Why,.. I 'm Out Here Like A Solider, Resume Urban Soldier.
Hook2x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
V2: I Know The Lord Can't Save Me, Homie Look Around. The World Been Crazy, I Puff On It. They Smell It With No Alcohol, I'm Out Here Hustling. Money Only Gonna Feed My Baby, Life Can Be Hell With Time In The Cell. My Struggle Life Tatt, Tell Me To Keep Grinding. Until I'm Living Well, My Conscious Signed Me. I Got Shit In My Music, Value Like A Righteous Grail, I See Police Abuse. It Remind Me Too Rebel. Smoking Weed Keeping My Mind Free, Every State Wanna Slave Me. They Say A Nigga Everyday, Until They Kill Me, Murder Murder Is All Our Hard Times. Our People Dying, Mothers Crying. Homie The World Straight F*ck'd Up, No Polite Stuff, Knees On Necks, In Cuffs. It's Detrimental Roman Caucasian Power, Our Sell Out Leaders, Them Black Cowards. Depressions Get Me Thinking, Deep Episodes, That's Why...
Hook2x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
V3: Deep As The Lyrics Get, Homie No Counterfeits. Strictly Bout My Shit, Don't Ever Doubt It. Team Bout It, Love Of Black Justice And Money. Shaking All Fakes, Our Mind State. Marks Don't Start Tripping, We'll Catch You Slipping. Expose The Tech-9, We Blasted On Marks. Them Barrels Will Flash On Them Marks, Lighting That Weed Up. My Boss Getting Away High, Murder Techniques Like Charles Mason. Them Penitentiary Chances, My Thugs Scandalous. Players Deeper Than The Atlantic, Leave You Holy Like A Deacon. Only Leaking, No Complications Homie, No Situations. Our Strategize Tactics, Marks Wrapped Up In Plastic, That's Why...
Hook3x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
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Lyrics: Urban Solider
Intro: Out Here Like A Solider, Resume Urban Solider.
V1: My Mind Spitting Rhymes, Trigger Finger Bullets. My Chrome Heartless Strap, Lay Busta On They Back. Public Spectators Watch Them Collapses, I Gotta Get Them Wet. Before My Foes Get Me. Site Seers, Pray To The Lord My Spirit I Keep. Revenge Is A Monster, Young Homie Inflicting Hurt. Bitch Nigga Sleep, Every Blackman Not Real Like Me. It's 17 With Retaliation, Satisfactions Ring Thee Alarm. Once I Hit The Scene, I Got Homies That Cut They Heads Off, That AK Guillotine. A Lot Of Niggas Talking Shit, With Loose Lips. That Why I Pack Extra Clips, Every Time I'm In Physical Form. Watch Me Roll On The Industry, Lyrical Warfare Coming Homie, In A Swarm. My First Album Was Just Getting Warm, F*ck The Police Like Easy-E. Words Never Afraid Too Speak. Feel Me Homie, Cops Crooked As The Niggas They Chasing. The Word Faking, My Words Of Reprimand. Death Still Pacing Wit Me, I Vocalize My Hate. Player I'm Winning Everyday, That's Why,.. I 'm Out Here Like A Solider, Resume Urban Soldier.
Hook2x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
V2: I Know The Lord Can't Save Me, Homie Look Around. The World Been Crazy, I Puff On It. They Smell It With No Alcohol, I'm Out Here Hustling. Money Only Gonna Feed My Baby, Life Can Be Hell With Time In The Cell. My Struggle Life Tatt, Tell Me To Keep Grinding. Until I'm Living Well, My Conscious Signed Me. I Got Shit In My Music, Value Like A Righteous Grail, I See Police Abuse. It Remind Me Too Rebel. Smoking Weed Keeping My Mind Free, Every State Wanna Slave Me. They Say A Nigga Everyday, Until They Kill Me, Murder Murder Is All Our Hard Times. Our People Dying, Mothers Crying. Homie The World Straight F*ck'd Up, No Polite Stuff, Knees On Necks, In Cuffs. It's Detrimental Roman Caucasian Power, Our Sell Out Leaders, Them Black Cowards. Depressions Get Me Thinking, Deep Episodes, That's Why...
Hook2x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
V3: Deep As The Lyrics Get, Homie No Counterfeits. Strictly Bout My Shit, Don't Ever Doubt It. Team Bout It, Love Of Black Justice And Money. Shaking All Fakes, Our Mind State. Marks Don't Start Tripping, We'll Catch You Slipping. Expose The Tech-9, We Blasted On Marks. Them Barrels Will Flash On Them Marks, Lighting That Weed Up. My Boss Getting Away High, Murder Techniques Like Charles Mason. Them Penitentiary Chances, My Thugs Scandalous. Players Deeper Than The Atlantic, Leave You Holy Like A Deacon. Only Leaking, No Complications Homie, No Situations. Our Strategize Tactics, Marks Wrapped Up In Plastic, That's Why...
Hook3x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
Intro: Out Here Like A Solider, Resume Urban Solider.
V1: My Mind Spitting Rhymes, Trigger Finger Bullets. My Chrome Heartless Strap, Lay Busta On They Back. Public Spectators Watch Them Collapses, I Gotta Get Them Wet. Before My Foes Get Me. Site Seers, Pray To The Lord My Spirit I Keep. Revenge Is A Monster, Young Homie Inflicting Hurt. Bitch Nigga Sleep, Every Blackman Not Real Like Me. It's 17 With Retaliation, Satisfactions Ring Thee Alarm. Once I Hit The Scene, I Got Homies That Cut They Heads Off, That AK Guillotine. A Lot Of Niggas Talking Shit, With Loose Lips. That Why I Pack Extra Clips, Every Time I'm In Physical Form. Watch Me Roll On The Industry, Lyrical Warfare Coming Homie, In A Swarm. My First Album Was Just Getting Warm, F*ck The Police Like Easy-E. Words Never Afraid Too Speak. Feel Me Homie, Cops Crooked As The Niggas They Chasing. The Word Faking, My Words Of Reprimand. Death Still Pacing Wit Me, I Vocalize My Hate. Player I'm Winning Everyday, That's Why,.. I 'm Out Here Like A Solider, Resume Urban Soldier.
Hook2x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
V2: I Know The Lord Can't Save Me, Homie Look Around. The World Been Crazy, I Puff On It. They Smell It With No Alcohol, I'm Out Here Hustling. Money Only Gonna Feed My Baby, Life Can Be Hell With Time In The Cell. My Struggle Life Tatt, Tell Me To Keep Grinding. Until I'm Living Well, My Conscious Signed Me. I Got Shit In My Music, Value Like A Righteous Grail, I See Police Abuse. It Remind Me Too Rebel. Smoking Weed Keeping My Mind Free, Every State Wanna Slave Me. They Say A Nigga Everyday, Until They Kill Me, Murder Murder Is All Our Hard Times. Our People Dying, Mothers Crying. Homie The World Straight F*ck'd Up, No Polite Stuff, Knees On Necks, In Cuffs. It's Detrimental Roman Caucasian Power, Our Sell Out Leaders, Them Black Cowards. Depressions Get Me Thinking, Deep Episodes, That's Why...
Hook2x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
V3: Deep As The Lyrics Get, Homie No Counterfeits. Strictly Bout My Shit, Don't Ever Doubt It. Team Bout It, Love Of Black Justice And Money. Shaking All Fakes, Our Mind State. Marks Don't Start Tripping, We'll Catch You Slipping. Expose The Tech-9, We Blasted On Marks. Them Barrels Will Flash On Them Marks, Lighting That Weed Up. My Boss Getting Away High, Murder Techniques Like Charles Mason. Them Penitentiary Chances, My Thugs Scandalous. Players Deeper Than The Atlantic, Leave You Holy Like A Deacon. Only Leaking, No Complications Homie, No Situations. Our Strategize Tactics, Marks Wrapped Up In Plastic, That's Why...
Hook3x: I'm Out Here Like A Soldier, Resume Urban Soldier.
Writer: Tyshombe LeFlore
Copyright: Lyrics © 590232463:Tyshombe LeFlore
Copyright: Lyrics © 590232463:Tyshombe LeFlore