[Talking]

[Chorus-DJ Paul-(8x)]

I'd rather die a soldier
Than ^!$$% live a coward


[Lord Infamous]
Bullets are spittin' alright
I will let the metal slide

I'm layin wit' late at nite
The hindus state you will die
I know you lay petrified

Cause Infamous set you right
Wit' shotguns and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight

You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice

I'm going off ignified
The rope round yo' neck is tight
You pop out your $#&@in' knives

And that way you'll never cry,never cry

[Lachat]

Now ^!$$% how you gonna act like
You didn't $#&@ up
So accept the fact

How many times you've been warned
It's murder when ya $#&@ wit' Chat
Don't need your sorrow or your pity

Should've thought before you did it
Ash to ash and dust to dust
Ya'll rest in space

You know Chat when a mother$#&@er run on up
Yeah youse a great (*##$
Just letting you know got thoughts of red

Oh,no remorse I buck you down wit' da .44
Never see my cowards
I got too much pride to let it ride

My ^!$$% it's whatever
We can buck it out til ?


[Chorus-8x]

[Project Pat]

Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some thug wit' the crosser

Hollow let a bust a
The hood for da money
Comin' from a junkie

Yo' nose kinda runny
You feel like a mummy
Yo' car gets a crummy

But mine's gettin' phatter
Yo' lips gettin' black a
To me it don't matter

Ya pay whatch owe a
Pla-ya fashoa
True mentality of a ghetto soldier


[T-Rock]
Don't never get next to me

Although platinum thuggin' is my pedigree
I calculate my weapons,to killin' is my recipe
Bless it be my militant Memphis when in jeapordy

Testin' me I blast him in the opens like sesame
West it be a much bigger man than what they measure me
My mother and my rifle are my only 2 treacheries

Best believe a singular shot you plead heavily
Never breathe I guess a casket was his destiny


[Chorus-8x]

[Crunchy Black]

I got a problem
Money dividends gotta solve'em
I heard you ^!$$%s they out to rob man
I can't let'em get me bro
I can't let'em get me

No I gotta stand ten toes
I gotta keep a strap on me
I gotta make sure no phone dead catch me cornered
Out here on that streetlife
I'd rather die a soldier than a coward any night


[Gangsta Boo]
How you wanna do it
How you wanna take it
You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan

Shakin',wakin' up and %#@!
(*##$ I betcha when the tech be pointed at ya
Maybe you will catch a $#&@in' bullet
Never pistol platin' never bent
(*##$ I'd rather be soldier than a coward any day

(*##$ I'd rather smoke a hydro watch my cash flow
anyway
Call me Gangsta,Gangsta never $#&@ me thank ya
If you ain't no man,wit' no cheese and some ^!$$%s who
knew me


[MC Mack]
Cm Mack contemplating,waiting for another (*##$ to
slip
I'm sippin' on the verve
That's where I stay try wit' those pistol grips
I never ever come up short
When it's time to jack a rudypoo

Just place the thangs up to his brain
[Gunshot sounds]
(*##$,I'm MC Mack,I close yo' shop
Trick you done found out
I'd rather go out like soldoer
Then even $#&@ off wit' you cowards
Come up on me,run up on me

^!$$% like you got some anna
Play that role like you so buck
And Kamikaze gonna find ya
They better remind ya

[Scanman]
Kamikaze start ^!$$%

Why ^!$$%
Don't play me ^!$$%
I don't give $#&@ ^!$$%
Test if you wanna ^!$$%
Slugs gonna hit ya ^!$$%
Leave you in a gutter ^!$$%
Police ain't gon' find me ^!$$%

Cause I'm long gone nogga
Should've listen to me ^!$$%
Told ya I'm a testin' ^!$$%
We gon' leave you dead ^!$$%
Called on by the Scanman
We be like whatever ^!$$%
Whoop ya Kaizie style ^!$$%

If you want us come get us
Come bring it to the camp ^!$$%

[All]
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