Ky-Mani Marley - Ghetto Soldier lyrics

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Ghetto soldier, ghetto soldier, Rebel soldier, rebel soldier, ghetto soldier, rebel soldier

I was brought up on the block with the hustlers and dope fiends and the killas with no soul. See on the block every chick got a whole lotta thug in em screamin fuck the po-po

Ya my papa was a legend but lemme tell you a lil' somethin bout me, I was raised up poor

In my hood nobody gave a muthafuck about who ya Befriend Defend ya home

My childhood, Memories were on da corner sippin guiness burnin marijauna plexin on my name call

Carry a chip on my shoulder, bout the size of texas you want drama playas sayin no more

Ya I'm a product of the street labeled a menace to society, how the fuck would they know

Don't be so quick to point the finger when really you dont know shit bout me . soldier release and reload.

I know I told ya when you fuckin with me just know ya fuckin with a ghetto soldier, I know I told ya when you fuckin with me just know ya fuckin with a Rebel soldier

And you can never pretend like I don't exsist, I'm in the mist of this thuggin I'm huggin the block shootin to never miss, who in the hell is this, witneses never make it, no evidence, snitchin is not allowed in my residence. Born in this ghetto storm talk it, walk it, do it all in a ghetto form, soldiers fall and lose more than a leg or arm, paper chasin doin a million miles per hour, live for the moment cause I'm knowin this could be my last hour. Got the flower to bloom, got the power to boom, can get ya high as the moon but with them cowards I'm doomed I'm a goon so mistakes it ain't no room for ya, ain't no errors because them sherriffs got a room for ya, it don't scare us because the terrors increases the crime rate and deceases americas most wanted live on your tv's, ghetto soldiers they don't know it but we here to keep it poppin its on, tighten up cause they'll hide ya johnny cockren is gone.

Gotta do whatcha gotta do with the circumstances given liven life as a ghetto soldier. It seems the devils and demons and the police uniforms and they searchin for ghetto kids to murder. I was here to survive when they came to trash the ones who took the note to protect us from every corner we turn . this systems hittin the gutters baby hurry daddy lookin at his 45

Baby gotta eat so daddys gotta risk his life, this ghetto livin is the closest to the suicide

and its a give or take who knows maybe tonight we'll die

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