Ghetto Soldier - Ky-Mani Marley, Maintain, Louie Rankin

Ghetto soldier, ghetto soldier

Fucking with a rebel soldier, a rebel soldier

Fucking with a ghetto soldier, a rebel soldier

I was brought up on the block with the hustlers and dope fiends and the killas

with no soul

See, on my block every chick got a whole lotta thug in 'em

Screamin' «fuck the po-po!»

Ya my papa was a legend, but lemme tell you a lil' somethin' 'bout me,

I was raised up poor

And in my hood nobody gave a muthafuck about who ya befriend, defend ya home

My childhood, memories were on da corner, sippin' Guinness, burnin' marijauna,

plexin' on my name call

Carry a chip on my shoulder, 'bout the size of Texas, you want drama playas

sayin' no more

Ya I’m a product of the street, labeled a menace to society, how the fuck would

they know?

Don’t be so quick to point the finger when really you dont know shit bout me,

soldier release and reload

I know I told ya when you fuckin' with me

Just know ya fuckin' with a ghetto soldier

I know I told ya when you fuckin' with me

Just know ya fuckin' with a rebel soldier

You can never pretend like I don’t exist

I’m in the mist of this thuggin', and I’m huggin the block

Shootin' and never miss, who in the hell is this?

Witneses never make it, no evidence

Snitchin' is not allowed in my residence

Born in this ghetto storm, talk it, walk it, do it all in the ghetto form,

soldiers born

And lose more than a leg or arm, paper chase it doin' a million miles per hour

Live for the moment 'cause I’m knowin' this could be my last hour

Got the flower to bloom, got the power to boom

Get ya high as the moon but with these cowards I’m doomed I’m a goon show

mistakes there ain’t no room for ya

Ain’t no errors 'cause the sheriff’s got a room for ya

They don’t scare us because the terrors increases the crime rate in the seasons

see americas most wanted live on your TV’s

Ghetto soldiers they don’t know it but we here to keep your poppin'

This song keep tighten up 'cause they’ll hide ya Johnny Cockren is gone

I know I told ya when you fuckin' with me

Just know ya fuckin' with a ghetto soldier

I know I told ya when you fuckin' with me

Just know ya fuckin' with a rebel soldier

Gotta do what’cha gotta do with the circumstances given

Liven life as a ghetto soldier

It seems the devil’s and demon’s in the police uniforms

And they searchin' for ghetto kids to murder

I was here to survive

When they came to trash the ones who took the note to protect us from every

corner we turn

This systems hittin' the gutters baby hurry daddy lookin' at his .45

Baby gotta eat, so daddy gotta risk his life

This ghetto livin' is the closest thing to suicide

And it’s a give or take, who knows maybe tonight we’ll die?

I know I told ya when you fuckin' with me

Just know ya fuckin' with a ghetto soldier

I know I told ya when you fuckin' with me

Just know ya fuckin' with a rebel soldier