Ghetto Soldier

Lyrics

[Intro: Ky-Mani Marley] Ghetto soldier, ghetto soldier Fucking with a rebel soldier, a rebel soldier Fucking with a ghetto soldier, a rebel soldier [Verse 1: Ky-Mani Marley] 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 [Chorus: Ky-Mani Marley] 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 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 [Verse 2: Maintain] 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 [Chorus: Ky-Mani Marley] 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 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 [Verse 3: Ky-Mani Marley] 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? [Chorus: Ky-Mani Marley] 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 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 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 I know I told ya when you fuckin' with me Just know ya fuckin' with a ghetto soldier