All I follow is the Jones as I reminisce
 Reminisce take chance as I remember this
 I was fifteen  anti fiend
 Never thought I'd make it to music as a dream
 All I had was Kevin and my momma Jackie
 The pen and pad  and I have a papi
 Taught up from the world  that you gots to be hard
 Shit  New Orleans is the city  I remember fightin over wars
 See  long before you give me the charge I beat my cause
 I'm a nigga no more or less surrounded by flaws
 I'm all yours but understand my future thoughts a few
 My days could be navy blue, and I'm a believe in you
 See I'm TRU, because my niggas keep me goin as well
 Droppin tears cause I'm the only one alive to tell
 And if I'm goin to hell, at least my life is enriched
 By keepin family beside me, and they accepted me as click
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 And I'm a soldier in the world live me long
 Cause I a got my hustle on and I done done wrong
 No one understands me, neither do my family
 That's why I believe in you, to see my ass through, my god x2
 I entertains my brain with a cloud of smoke
 My brother been gone for five years, and this is how I cope
 I hope, wishing and praying that myself be next
 My girl die straight innocent but because of a ex
 Got me vex drinkin, totin my gun under the moon
 And no matter how many bullets, bring her back no time soon
 I'm tired of departing with killing, all of my dogs bleedin
 Bodies every other day, on Washington and ?????
 Oh lord, I'm even scary to open obituaries
 Gettin mail from cemetaries stating that I'm buried
 Pain varies, to tell the truth it all hurts the same
 If I don't to see some rain, cause life is a strange pain
 Bullets don't carry names, but me, it's like short
 Now here on life support, from not the right support
 I hold your quote like the killer, but lose a G
 A small fee for what that nigga did to a family
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 Shit, I'm a reminisce like this while I'm in a good state of mind
 Now I'll never low, truly knows in no greater time
 Down line, I've a lost some of my best partners
 Bullets pop us got em cause the rhyme, was it the coppers
 Now who is to blame, the hunted or the hunter
 Cope on his mind, much as I can and wonder
 Was my prayers to god injected or neglected
 Question the man if I can or respect it
 Serious, if just by my minutes, if us gone as begginers
 Split em, we piss on the ground, screamin bury me with em
 My lord, you never suffer newborn, I'll guard your daughter
 Killing in my city like there's something in the water
 Why bother? Because Fiend's strandin heads then I'm gone
 And a soldier gonna survive till it's time to go home
 Now notice I'm a survivor
 My feelings go out to the families of G Slim, and Miss Michelle Tyler
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