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
road dog it was cool 'cause I love you Fuck what they talkin' bout Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine Introduced me to this life of crime
get you Fill you ass up with led turn yo' ass to a pencil I jumped out with the Ruger rapid fire I had you on the run like Omar on the wire I'm the only
it bring your lifejacket 'cause you just might drown have you ever seen the tears of a clown get down bring yo life jacket 'cause you just might drown have you
stack I love ladies wit a shoe fetish I tell her baby I got a coupe fetish, you wanna ride wit a G If you a G, lemme see You ain't gotta pay for da
I can hit a little something tonight I see the pressure, you want to make a move but you won't I know what you thinking, i'm thinkin' something is wrong Now why you
right here So in my defiance, I will not live in fear Because fear is their weapon so I won't give in to that They know that fear turns to rage, and
is meaningless to me Look around, we're all people Who needs countries anyway? Our land, I love it too I think I love it more than you I care enough
unpaid... Screw prohibition Crimes go unsolved Elliot Ness Couldn't wrap up the mob... Hey Ho- Who the gangbusters Hey yo- You the gangbusters That's Right- We the gangbusters... Some say crime
dulo one-time Popo and the Jakes Would love to ship my ass to foledad or maybe foesome But I recognize a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome And see
I'm on the run I need a hoe to send me some cash I'm a ball 'til I fall and that's the first right I need a bitch to watch my house while I live the
? You're right behind him What the fuck is you doin man huh? Huh? [The fuck you talkin to?] Talkin to you man! Talkin to you what? [You ain
eye A one man war on crime As I began to talk to god I've even lost my mind I only want to know one thing What I've done, was it wrong or right Why
us God I?ll swing at your funeral The stubborn air The killer Mob A red bone woman A double cross Big fake bitter love underbelly freezing jungle One
2-1-3 is you a baller or a G? Ha ha ha. To thug or not to thug? To G or not to G? See that's the Question. Everytime I hit L.A. I get love you know cause I
do to a guy I told you last album I was do or die (do or die) I'm do or die, I'm do or die I don?t know about you but i, be do or die I'm do or
anyway Football, crime, rock n' roll Nothing else could save his soul Headed out on his motorbike We were sixteen and loved a fight Weekend gangsters old school mob
I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace I got plenty love for the nine-mill And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill But still I bust because I