Scarface - Soldier Story lyrics

rate me

Where I'm from?

Killers go dumb

Usually deatch is the outcome

Welcome to the jungle

Where kidnappers hunt you

The streets they really want you

Serious

No smile on this block gives answers gets per curious

Good times disappears quickly back into a mist

Shoot I hardly ever miss

That means I'm accurate

Crack the pitch

Then pretty soon I have to switch

Scratching the itch with paper cuts on my index

The real riders shoot up blocks and screams "who next? "

Like my nigga 2-Tech he totes 2-techs.

It been a beef before in Houston they called it "plex"

They got to know the protocol

I'm warning y'all

It gets deep

So deep the prison guards will put you to sleep

Rest eternally

No coming back

You OD'd

Overdose

This neighborhood got me comatose

Back up against the wall another statistic I know

The streets always been my daddy

And mommy is the colleges

I'm a soldier and I'm about my mail

If I get busted I'm not about to tell

Because I'm a gangster

The streets always been my daddy

And mommy is the colleges

I'm a solider and I'm about my mail

I ain't trying to do right because I'm already living in hell

Because I'm a gangster

The gas prices are too high

Pay raises too low

I'm better off in the game flippin kicks like Judo

Or out somewhere pimpin getting money by the two hoes

That's why I'm in the lab with The Product spittin new flows

Feds watchin my hood entirely too much gunplay

Neighborhood basketball star slained last Monday

Raided the neighborhood kingpin last Tuesday

If this was going on in your neighborhood what would you say?

Given the opportunity to tell it to the masses

Low and middles class still carrying bus passes

Young girls giving birth before they hit the 9th grade

About to be a mom and can't even make Kool-Aid

Who made this crack anyway?

Told this about this herron

Sold us to alcohol and the guns that we care-on

It's like the ghetto got a heart and a soul

A mind of it's own

A hunger for a young cat die before he grown

A lust for a young girl sliding down the pole

She's always falling short on her goals

The street life is cold

It's either when you lose or you fold

Money is the root of all evil is what I was told

And everything that you thought you would leave there is a hoax

You put your faith in front of those demons and when the smoke clear

The truth appear

The fight for your life

The struggles of the wrong versuses right

And wrong won

The song sung

In the keys of reality

When death crosses your path bloodshed tragically

So automatically you come to a close

And realize no matter what the key to the codes

I seen the hood swallow motherfuckers whole

Then shit them out in the system ain't never make it home

I know