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BUN-B lyrics : "Another Soldier"

(feat. Mddl Fngz, Cobe)



[Bun B:]
Remorse
Vengeance

Lost of a loved one
Relative in commander to the game of life, in which one chose to adapt to as a gangsta
Enter my mind

Fill my heart
My emotional pain
Can you feel it?

Naw
Can you feel it?
If you haven't experienced that nature of life, it's gutta


[Chorus: Cobe]
I got this drama

Don't worry momma
Cause I got the armor
On my back, when I

Drive through the streets
Everybody on me
Tryin to take my life

But I don't give a
What about that
Grip that thang

@@#! that back
You don't wanna be (GONE)
Another goner (GONE)

In the game (GONE)
Another soldier (GONE)
In a grave (GONE)

Bendin' corners (GONE)
Finna bang (GONE)
Another soldier (LONG GONE)

In the grave (grave [x7])

[Bun B:]

We are the mighty Middle Fingaz
We do not accept hate
Love us or die


[Mddl Fngz:]
Yeah fatboy slow, but a ^!$$% ain't quick

Ho limped through the door, lay a ^!$$% on his d*ck
Open up tha door, ^!$$% standing like "%#@!"
Fifteen full bricks, same price for a hit

^!$$% I done done it, it ain't gotta be a lick
And if I'm plexin with you patna then the choppa gon piss
Shootin up ya corna make a sound like "Swish"

But I low so gat cause the chopper don't miss.

[Bun B:]

No the choppa gon hit
Bound to leave ya dome split
Lose ya bodily functions

Have me think you gon %#@!
Middle fingaz, strong click
Bun B, the strong spit

Put you six feet under
Why not have a long sit
Long walk, short pier

Mane have a long flip
Got the streets on lock
And got the yola on whip

Tell momma we comin home so don't trip

[Mddl Fngz:]

If I Tee, don't worry bout me
Momma I'm a G
I know how to handle ^!$$%s tryin to come up on me

Tryin to run up on me
Thinkin you gon try me
%#@! in a bag

Drinkin through a IV
So appreciate ya breath
While you got some left
Ya life's a (*##$
They got permanent PMS

And my only fear of death is reincarnation
So it ain't %#@! for me to make you ^!$$%s ER patients
Another soldier in the grave

[Chorus]


[B.A.N.D.I.T:]
Two nines, four clips
Prayin that you ^!$$%s trip
Lookin for some trouble

Finna bust you ^!$$%s bubble
And I don't give a $#&@ about your happy meal mug
We can go toe to toe, or trade these slugs
So catch a square ^!$$%
And I won't budge

Don't plea bargain now, ^!$$% save it for the judge
I might have you ^!$$%s lookin like a strawberry fanta
Did so much, done burned myself, retire my bandanna
SOUTHWEST got them soldiers
Some movin doja
Some movin X

But they mostly movin yola
With guns in tha holsta
We never leave tha toasta
Face could wind up on a rest in peace poster
Rest in peace? No suh
Pissin on ya gravesite
Then get real ^!$$% with it and go $#&@ ya wife

So think twice
One for you and ya momma life
Band I-T, shoot the soldiers like I shoot tha dice

[Bun B:]
For my ^!$$% Bad $$# Bam, I'll open ya head
For Young Lo, I'll let that forty-fo fill ya with lead

For Big Munsta, I'll pull out the Thompson and straight squeeze it
Behind Sean Wee I'll cut you off at the knees
For the Band I-T, I'll close range ya with the mac
And for K.S.O lot, I'll put the glock to ya back
Middle Finga, this ain't a act
This uncut !@%!e
Don't ever play us for a joke

You'll get ya (*##$-ass smoked
We go for broke

[Chorus]

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