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1- i got my pen, here i come again, when, are you ppl gonna see im not tryna be eminem?,
im better than, 99 percent of the rest, aint from the ghetto so i guess ill never get any respect,
but step by step i dont sweat it it aint strange,
they gon hate on my name, but im thirsty to be the first, to change the game,
i dont claim a gang n i dont say im a killa, i dont portray to be a "gangsta" but maybe im realla
everyday is crazy i feel it, rage buildin, takin pills n layin awake, prayin on my pillow, but im still alive n kickin, juss a little stuck, workin a lot on my mission wit nowhere to run,
at 17 young, under the gun, wonderin what ill become aint playin dumb aint nothin fun when your a bum, i see no love...
just a ton of, drugs n guns, i seen the evil in ppl unleashin over some crumb,
i never bit my toungue, n no, i wont bite it now,
i sont done i got too much to say to quiet down,
right or wrong, i cant judge, n some things i cant show ya, this life of mine i lead is up to me to be a soldier,
im goin toe to toe wit homies i dont even know of,
no reason for beefin what are we thinkin?, we done grown up.
i dont need to blow up, next thing the police roll up, someone got a gun n pulls it endin up in a holdup, so hold up,
before you risk your freedom witout thinkin, sometimes its best to be up out the scene, even if ya heated,
even if you a G, everyone gets mad n shit, but bad shit happens man, just becareful how you handle shit, cuz...
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2- when words get stirred up, ppl can get hurt, i seen ppl go bezerk over some shit they heard, on a record,
since when is weapons gotta be the consequences? get up out the game if you cant take some fuckin sentences, im stressin,
feelin threatened, pressured as im here, i could be scared as fuck, but i wont show you any fear,
beware, drama, it aint worth the worry, in jail missin ya momma cuz homies gotchu in the jury,
now your the verdict over a mistake that you made out of anger, but im no stranger to ragin on hataz n endin up in danger,
i wake up, eyes open as my mind throttles, light a cigarette, my mind boggles, tryna figure my prollems,
our opinions gonna differ, sometimes we gotta compromise n consider, otherwise nobodys the winna
im not a kidda, i call it like i see it, on the streets and when im emceein im not only speakin i be it beleive it,
im on the move, tryna prove, to you fools,
that im through, wit this bullshit,
you aint in my shoes....
if you cold be me, youd know im a warrior, but thats a different story, but homie, dont ignore me cuz,
im not "pullin a foty fo, bussin caps for fun, blowin out ya mug, oooh! im tough! this n that",
but dawg,
i been on the hunt, stuntin, seen em playin wit they gun, i did this n that kicked ass n then got laid out in the mud,
i aint juss some other thug, hear my voice unfoldin, the truth behind the war stories of toy soldiers,
so behold as i explain the pain in your soul, the holes in our hearts, its hard, but i let em know that...
{singin}- step by step, heart to heart, left right left, we all fall down, like toy soldiers,
week by week, torn apart, left right left, we all fall down, like toy soldiers....{listen upppp!}
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