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Текст песни Killa Tay - Military Mind

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All rap for everybody, West ColaOpen up my 3rd eye, let my spirit speakTime to re-unite the familyMilitary Mind, searchin for thug heavenBullys wit Fullys{Verse 1}Scrutinize my roots, and recognize the troopsI`m still a G with exceptional capabilitiesI know they plottin on killin me, but it`s checkmateSnake eyes, venomous tongue increasin death ratesIt ain`t no love in this blood sport, county support is all we needSo many lost souls blinded by the liquor and weedI made a change in my life and got some get rightFinally livin decent, no more creepin after midnightI respect the words that my grandfather told to meDon`t be innocent, militant is how we supposed to beYou know, God bless the child who can hold his ownDodgin prison, still livin in my enemies zoneBut I ain`t scared of death, you know we all die hardYou either charge it to the game or the MastercardThe devil lurks when we hard at work, best to prayCuz when my homies call I`m quick to turn back to Killa TayIt ain`t no fairy tale, the good Lord made me this wayDemon schemin on my soul to live and die in the BayI take steps through the valley of deathMy thug religion got me pointin fingers at the systemMy military mind, nine chambers deep, but still searchin for peaceM-O-B Cali G`s go to church and they sneakDon`t judge me, unless we in court, for jury trialI`m on a hunt, it`s fuck season ain`t no reason to smileThe first to die hard, the tragedy, agony of defeatMilitary minded blinded by the sparks from the heatIt gets deep, I`m cheddar chasin, takin the fifthI hustle heavy til my whole thug nation is richI put it down for Freddie Smith and Lil` Toney LocCuz they real folks representin the West CoastThe Mafia Clique, I take it back to when the Feds first hitParanoia in my brain, but ain`t no reason to tripI come equipped ???, stick and move like Sugar RayCuz it`s thug life, all day every dayKillas on the payroll, my soul rest with G-o-dBut ain`t no pity on my enemies, we still the realestLet the games begin, I never die but I multiplyBuggin when the cops roll by, I`m still aliveMilitary mind got my fans thinkin I`m nutsPathetic visions til I finally touch, so let the world know{Hook}I declare war on the industryI hope these Jews ain`t offended, but I`m AWOL, strictly independentIf you wanna sell rap you gotta buy it from usSoundscan ain`t the truth, I know they lyin to usIt`s World War 3, ain`t nobody to trustWhite man got a plan to see us all locked upInstead of killin up yo own kind, focus yo mindCheck ya history, and see the signs, it`s Black Power{Verse 2}Ain`t no future in frontin hard, the young and heartlessRaised with thug methods, still subjected to the darknessNowhere to hide, I`m being stalked by my shadowMy spirit grow slow, but now I`m losin my homiesI see this picture white clear, ain`t no love in these streetsRelease my anger from the past, now I`m finally completeI`m in a different world, livin right, my life brand newYou better recognize the real before it happen to youMy point of view is just opinion, but I`m smarter than mostAnd G-o-d the main reason I believe in the ghostI know my close folks feel me, cuz my prayers been workinI see these haters livin jealous, on the sideline smirkinI punish enemies, they remember me, no way to forgetCross the system, become the victim of a Mafia hitI split the chips with my labelmates, we ballin againDiscussin hustlin with the lunatic when he call from the pen{Hook}I declare war on the industryI hope my homies ain`t offended, but I`m AWOL, strictly independentIf you wanna sell rap you gotta buy it from usSoundscan ain`t the truth, I know they lyin to usIt`s World War 3, ain`t nobody to trustWhite man got a plan to see us all locked upInstead of killin up yo own kind, focus yo mindCheck ya history, and see the signs, it`s Black Power{Verse 3}I was dreamin but I swore I heard a voice yellin "wake up"Tricked off half of my life, it`s time to make upI`m walkin with the Lord, speakin from the ScripturesHad my second son, but I lost another sisterTo the dope game, believe me drugs killAnd my love`s real, so retrospect what a thug feelI asked God to forgive my sinsAnd take the pain from my brain so I can live againI know my grandmama spirit in me guidin me throughI know you hear them voices in ya head lyin to youBut what you see ain`t true, Lord knows we need helpAin`t no knowledge being spread, all my people seek wealthWe ain`t lookin for ourself, tell me where the love at?Daddy payin child support but momma hooked on dubb-sacksUnderstand my anger, I ain`t no stranger to this dangerOrchestrate my clique, and it makes us a hazard{Hook}I declare war on the industryI hope yo momma ain`t offended, but I`m AWOL, strictly independentIf you wanna sell rap you gotta buy it from usSoundscan ain`t the truth, I know they lyin to usIt`s World War 3, ain`t nobody to trustWhite man got a plan to see us all locked upInstead of killin up yo own kind, focus yo mindCheck ya history, and see the signs, it`s Black PowerYeah, we gotta understandThat it`s a white man`s job and planTo infiltrate anything that the Black man doesDivide and conquerWe need unity, so stop killin up yo thug nationsAnd direct yo anger towards the real enemyRide or die

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