Born 2 Be A Soldier-Mystikal

(Intro [Master P]) What＇s up *s and b**ches. It＇s the muthaf**kin kisarme. It＇s No Limit, Master P. Im＇a introduce y＇all to the muthaf**kin, One of the hardest liuetenants on the tank, mystikal. We was all born to be soldiers. See, these evil thoughts, They was scarred into our muthaf**kin souls from these wars, The streets, the ghetto, the hood. the ghetto. [Chorus X 7] [Master P] B**ch, I＇m a soldier! [Mystikal] I was born to be a soldier! [Mystikal] Ah, ATTEN! Hoo! Muthaf**kas don＇t you move I got what is takes to make your a** feel (?) You don＇t wanna rest in this parade No Limit soldiers throwin grenades! Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING! Go, go go go, the future caliber Bout to rip your (?) vest, split your capita The *s be marchin in the land camp B**ch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us! No LVE＇s, no MRE＇s But we kill our enemies, and drive humvees! [Chorus X 5] [Master P] Born, to be, a muthaf**kin soldier The colonel don＇t play about tha tank Money in the bank, make *s thank At ease when we rap, salute cause we strapped Fools run they trap, soldiers bust caps Fools die a million deaths, solider dies once Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my blunt Candy painted hummer, triple gold D＇s We bout it, eyes on our CREAM cause we rowdy Battle kicked advil, *s load they carriages Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I know character I＇m ready to bust keys, *s I＇m from New Orleans *s are f**kin, slanging them trees They gon die in New Orleans [Chorus X 4] [Silkk] I came out the muthaf**kin womb, *s wanna combat tank My ghetto antics, my ghetto tactics I smack quick, stick another gat ni**a to your a** and acrobatic Ni**a what? Black, my M-16, is black b**ch I was born to drop phat sh*t Punk your a** like a sac b**ch Yeah, I keep a gat b**ch (?) I react quick Blow them soldiers, told ya, and that＇s it But see, I set my sh*t off like a punt (Go, T, Go) We roll, I said we roll like a muthaf**kin blunt See, don＇t come stunt and don＇t try to front I＇m Silkk the Shocker, I snatch your a** like a muthaf**kin duck I put on my camoflauge ni**a, straight up my f**kin boot Why would a muthaf**ka who ain＇t TRU laugh at old shoot About face, salute! Tell I＇ma soldier, by the way I talk Tell I＇ma soldier, by the way I march (Right, left, left) I was born to be a soldier! [Chorus X 4] [Fiend] Bringin bags and w**d Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed Of broken no seed in the botton pockets of my fatigues War fatigues, playing live chess games with the chain (?) at the gun range, cause I＇ll bring pain When I＇m playing survival games, that＇s why I sport a vest But *s are put to rest, but got them right tatted on my chest I was best on my recon, started harm and dis The war from this, is that Fiend was born from this Scarred from this, so all the armies now go hide Cause the crime design, stay from nine to five Enemies retire, and the bigger go up, till my gun show up No Limit soldiers, the world blow up! [Chorus X 3] [Mac] Assassin, soldier, sniper, murderer Son of a b**ch, arsonist, house burglarer Been there, done most before the sun rose We changin clothes, when the po po＇s chase Narrow with the bass, got them hoes all in my face And them fake *s hate, so I started different ways And even when I＇m dead and gone My legacy＇ll live on Tatoo me on your arm and tell *s he got his rhyme on Murder murder kill killin and sh*t that I spit For lunatics who be feelin this sh*t Put the gat in my face, I never squeal, ni**a keep it real Pops gave me the game, bout to bag a feel We attack like the Men in Black You react, if you got a gat I＇ll never die, camoflauge in my vein I＇ll never change in the purple rain My name manifest pain, I＇m a soldier [Chorus X 8]