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Words of a Soldier (On bloodstained pages)
IP:
(These are the) words of a soldier sketched on blood stained pages
Letters to the world composed in various stages
Ages, since my last confession in form of expression
Building up inside taking the form of aggression
Not alot of niggas know the face of true war
It changes who you are and exchanges your soul for scar
Superstar niggas with triggas laid back for crack is like a game
But dying for freedom is not the same
Shame, when I took the life of enemy fast
Blame that penetrates existence marked unchangable past
These wounds don't heal and words will only conceal the depth of moment never passes and makes it so real
Out here, all races look out for one another
Cause if our number falls we all bleed the same color
We watch over our shoulders and rely on eachother
This is all we have, it keeps us closer than brothers
Fake niggas steal to get rich, and try to thrive
While I keep my 16...loaded, and use it to survive
Every moment subject to be the last and niggas strive
Life is fucking real when you're living to stay alive
E v e r y chapter in the story of the game, realness came, but bitches rewrote the script to gettin fame
But my book will never change, from beginning to the end it stays the same
With stained pages, a soldier I will remain.
Respect.
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