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Ballad Of A Dead Soulja
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2Pac
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Yeah.. ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier Come play the ballad of a dead soldier.. [2Pac] The plan, to take command of the whole family Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned All my road dawgs, official mob figures love to act up The first to bomb we rob niggaz I can be, lost in my own mind To be the boss only thought's grip on chrome nines Niggaz get tossed up, war scars, battlefield memories Swore I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennesey Talkin to a nigga on a tight leash Screamin Fuck the police, as I ride through the night streets Lil' child runnin wild, toward his danger What's the cause don't be alarmed death to all strangers Maybe I'm a madman A pistol grabbin nigga unleash the Sandman Promisin merciless retaliation, nothin is colder Close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus: singing + 2Pac] Thug for Life I will be.. (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) A life of crime I will lead.. (close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier) If you play the game, you play to win.. (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) It's a crazy world full of sin.. (close your eyes) [2Pac] Completely lost, revenge at all costs Payback's a bitch, switch now the trick's crossed Tossed up and never to be heard of A single witness screamin bloody murder, murder Blast tell me homey what you see now? A blind man and a dead body, I'm read' to leave town And get my cash though, hook up with Kastro Homey had to blast on the task force Stupid coppers tried to play us out, never that They took my money and my stash, time to get 'em back (heh heh) Upon my secret arrival Two glock four-fives, time for survival Death to my rivals, tell me what you want lord? Nobody left after the death of a drug lord (eh eh) The situation's critical Nothin is colder - than hear the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus] * * last line: close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier [2Pac] Be a coward, put yo' hands to the moon When my glocks rang out, the niggaz came out BOOM Who wanna see me in the challenge? So merciless I'm terrifyin niggaz in my ballads, do you feel me? Capo or Capi-tan, one day I'll be the Don Until then, remain strong My only fear of death is reincarnation Bustin at my adversaries like a mental patient To all my niggaz facin sixty years, sheddin tattooed tears Another suicidal on the peer Takin private planes, tryin to survive the game For all my homies that'll never be alive again All he promised us is death nigga Take a breath come be the last one left nigga, it's real now Villain to fantasize, ain't nothin colder Listen you can hear it - the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus] * * last line: close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier [2Pac] This go out to Kato, Mental All the niggaz that passed away Mutulu, Geronimo.. ?? .. all the down ass riders All the niggaz that put it down, all the soldiers All the niggaz that go through that day to day struggled This is the ballad of a dead soldier! All the niggaz that passed on All the niggaz with ambition and money in they heart All the niggaz that want some and that don't take none Hahaha.. it's the ballad of a dead soldier! The police are so scared of us All the feds they aware of us They wanna see us dead They got pictures of a nigga head, ballad of a dead soldier! Tryin to see me in chains, shit Them niggaz'll never breathe again Before they put me in a cell they'll see me in hell Cause it's the ballad of a dead soldier! Got my pistols cocked Run the whole motherfuckin block, fuck the cops! The police? We run these streets nigga Ain't heard the ballad of a dead soldier! These niggaz can't see me, half the world wanna be me Multi-millionaire; shit, it ain't fair But nigga, you know - it's the ballad of a dead soldier!
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