My life is like a broken record The same shit keeps repeating itself The worst part of my life, and of the record Find comfort in making my life hell
take care of your kids You that nigga that's always lyin' bout that fuck you don' did You that nigga that's makin' record but ya ain't sold shit You that
Nigga Soldier A.K.A. Loyalty Listen [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Listen to my darling ever so precious. My girl, my baby, Cashmoney Records. And As For The Record
(feat. Heavy D, Shay Best) [McGruff] Now check it, uptown kid on the record Who you thought? Who you expected? Gruff number one, get layed, lust in
Where you lay at on the cages? I comin with a cannon, two guns blazin, purple hazin My shine can be appraised, my tongue radiate orchard violent rays, why you stower in the off broke
soldiers over here) {You a idiot, hip-hop's your heart over here} So throw your motherfuckin hands in the air (Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers over here
, what you're in for but we gotta move on and we gotta stay strong Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers
move on without us, before us/ Crack a beer an I pour it on the curb an I hope ya notice/ I'm a soldier on this planet, you a soldier up in Heaven/ As
left ya non-taxin' mostly caine brought up Got sold on my block most the nights I slept got awoke by shots The inner city I could care less about your
don't know about bein' broke Standin' on the block, **** **** ****, holla Ay, I'm the clean up man It ain't too many **** that can do it like I can When them records
nigga) Record industry rule numers one, two, and three Jews run it, Niggas run around in it, Believe me Break: rock (), ras kass [], ruck {}, all (hip-hop belongs to us soldiers
Where you lay at on the cages? I comin with a cannon, two guns blazin, purple hazin My shine can be appraised, my tongue radiate Orchard violent rays, why you stower in the off broke
[Kon Artis] You wont last long like weed in brass bongs Just another fag on sum sad bitch ass songs I shine sober 'cause Bugz is a soldier Beat that
Nigga) Record industry rule numers one, two, and three Jews run it, Niggas run around in it, Believe me [Break: Rock (), Ras Kass , Ruck {}, all] (Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers
[Kon Artis] You wont last long like weed in brass bongs Just another fag on sum sad bitch ass songs I shine sober cuz Bugz is a soldier Beat that ass
her And don't bump your gums, or get heated like a vapor And niggaz gon hate you, whether you broke or got paper It don't matter, cause my lines'll put your career
you're in for but we gotta move on... And we gotta stay strong... Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle... Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers