OWN UP! And take responsibility for your life. You're always placing the blame on me. NOT THIS TIME! Your grudge, your problem, you're fake and i can
't give up on my life I'm a warrior queen Live passionately tonight I'm gonna marry the dark Gonna make love to this dark I'm a soldier to my own emptiness
on and get the minimum before you open up your eyes This army has so many hands to analyze Come on and get your overdose collected at the borderlines They want to get up
first album through to him, that was my biggest project Now I'm the illest known to walk like the illest soldier And when I smoke, only roll up with
a furnace Shoot the video, motherfuck city permits We own the city, on the phone with Diddy Red bone pretty, when she get aroused Like to suck her own
Operation Hump War Zone D in Vietnam were ambushed by over 1200 V.C. Forty-eight American soldiers lost their lives that day} {Severely wounded and riskin' his own
drug wars and shoot outs You flipped your chip Motorola, called your hooker Told the ho to wet some towels up Said you had a little foul up She
it's on It's on motherfucker you goddamn right It's on, my royalty check, yeah, fool, I write my own I own my own label put my own shit out So no one
's ever there I had a lot of dreams once, but some of them came true The honey's sometimes bitter when fortune falls on you So you know I've been a soldier
The dice is a seven, you eternally burn, baby (This is how it goes) I think you need to wake up You only here to just take space up, your maker is your
seen 'Cause the things I seen It is I that step up, me that don't give a fuck You that bold, then it's all over soldier Hummers and range's through
callin', heard it when I was sleep That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef Started cockin' up my weapon, slowly loadin' up this ammo To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers
peel a nigga wig back Nigga dig that dig that All original Clevelands own criminal here we go From a place where a nigga might bury ya Nigga act up
from where will it go If it's meant to be then it'll come for sure, for sure And I know, I know, it gets hard sometimes But don't you give up, it's gonna
500 Benz with the Synchro rims on Now I can get off when the wind blow But I'd like to thank You, Jesus Christ For givin' for givin' up Your life for
that mighty real good, ooooh No doubt about it You bound to feel it good We still hood, even though we came up Changed the whole game up No matter how
back, finna hit y'all with that mighty real good, ooh No doubt about it, you bound to feel it good We still hood, even though we came up Changed the whole game up
s real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers. we're T-H-U-G's real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers. [Get on up, get on up
