Soldier

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SJ - Rap, In English

Soldier

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[Verse: SJ] Got some things that's on my mind I want to put in this beat I just lost like 20 friends i used to love in a week Im cutting all this People off and leaving them for the streets It's 2024 the shit that I don't want to repeat I don't want me to cheat I just want me to sleep I just me to eat I just want to be free I'll be getting all these vision that I wanna complete I still got dreams I haven't done from when I learnt how to speak It's kinda peak being locked if you never did the crime Fuck the judge, fuck the courts They can never break my spine I'm a soldier in a line with other soldier by my side They can never let me free until they free up Palestine Ask these bitches they will tell you they ain't spoke to me in time I can have 100 friends but whats the point im doing fine They keep on calling me a killer, it don't hit me by surprise Im in jail i got the time but I ain't clearing up their lies I live a life with no regret because it made who I am They think they know me cause of rap and couple throwbacks on the gram They dont know me as a kid Single mother with no dad When my trainers didn't fit me heel was bussing out the back When my uniform was ripped i used to keep it in my bag When i had to steal my clothes and burn the bottom of the tag So tell me all the good things about a life I never had I was fighting for this shit it wasn't placed up in my hands So I ain't priveleged, nigga I'd be far from that You don't have to take me in but lying i ain't part of that Im screaming free Boogie That's my blood, I want my partner back I miss my brother Bandz he had a son I had a heart attack I wish I saw him at his bearth And tell him I'm his uncle Welcom to the earth Yeah I'm speaking from my heart but I'm not a nerd I'm the same slimmy mother fuckers never wanna hurt Blud I done a lot of dirt Yeah i drill rap a lot Yeah i might be talented Yeah I had a future, but my past is gonna manage it I'll be lying if I said my mother didn't challenge it But living in a hood you're growing up around the savages It turned me to a beast But now I'm seeing the truth All the realer in the cell and all the fakes in the booth Talking shootings and some stabbings that they never would do I've got paigons dissing me but show me the proof Btr say my name inside your song it's gonna give you some views Somebody give them a deal Cause they ain't rappers they frauds Most these rappers ain't real Go and put them on this beat when they ain't rapping no drill Cause I wanna figure how they really got in the field I got siblings just born, i got some bridges to build But I'm going back to drill Im tryna show you im skilled I pray we get this appeal

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  • SJ