Ky-Mani Marley
Ky-Mani Marley - Ghetto Soldier songtekst
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[INTRO:] Ghetto soldier, ghetto soldier, Rebel soldier, rebel soldier, ghetto soldier, rebel soldier I was brought up on the block with the hustlers and killa fiends and the killas with no soul. See on the block every chick got a whole lotta fuzz in'em screamin for the po-po Ya my papa was a legend but lemme tell you somethin bout me, I was raised up poor And I'm my hood nobody gave a muthafuck about you ya befriend the pen. My childhood, many bitches on the corner sippin guiness [? ] don't let my name go. 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 gonna shit it by me. soldier release and reload. [Chorus:] 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 [Chorus x2] Gotta do whatcha gotta do with the circumstances given liven life as a ghetto soldier. It seems the jefferson 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'em from every corner with? . this systems hittin the gutters baby hungry daddy lookin at? Baby daddy eat so daddys gotta risk his life, this ghetto livin is the closest to the single shot [? ] [Chorus x2]