In my world, things are not as they appear Looking through beyond the mirror In my world, it's not here or today Surrounds us all, I can't explain When
Tradução: Holy Soldier. Mi mundo.
It Allow me to introduce first Makaveli the Don Sprits, Spurting, Spiritual, Lyrics Like the Holy Koran Niggas get Shook Like 5-0 My 4-5 gun is next
imagine would be going on Never believe in your eyes When my squad some through at an astronomically large size Moving the mountains Keeping all of my niggaz bouncing Big up my
hay Inside a soldier's barn Her panting breath an opiate As in her bolder grasp I caught the scent of desert sands The Holy lands, the fall of reason
Sun Tzu I bought a gun too So you'll never come too The weight of the world Ridin' on my shoulders Cause I'm a soldier I thought I told ya You
the twelve gauge on you I?ve been involved in epic battles and holy wars No remorse, quiet money, private benjamins like Goldie Hawn Most religions sleep underneath a soldier
see a damn soldier Flip your Landrover, I told ya I blam toasters Gun pop off like the mouth of Ann Coulter This is my gangsta religion See I aim with
saluting the flag Your country trusts you Now you're wearing a badge You're called the "Just Few" And you're fighting the wars A soldier must do I'll never betray or deceive you my
streets The lights like some switched on Mondrian Cats like us are obsolete Hey Man don't breathe on my feet Thieves, poets we're inside out And everybody's a soldier
: Almighty satan, swallow my soul So that I may become one With thee Embrace my nocturnal heart Enlight my visions with thy horch Of wisdom Unholy
, I never would've made it without sin Holy water, my face in the basin Diamonds in my rosary shows he forgave him Bitch, I'm red hot, I'm on my third
we all gotta go, I pray I'm too soon/ If I do, I ask my thugstas; Watch over my few (Watch' em, watch 'em) If it's you, the world is ya Thugsta, I got
'm stacked and ripping shit Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats Tattoos all over my body seven on the stomach Skull on my chest, nine millimeter in my
, the lights like some switched on Mondrian Cats like us are obsolete, hey man, don't breathe on my feet Thieves, poets we're inside out and everybody's a soldier
so called mean, cats sound like Ben Vareen Caught me, diggin' in the scene, 115, Lex minivan light green Watching my cream, stopping my cream Shit's been tried before, my
a hood, yo I change my life, make my wife and get the chance for the pain And physical abuse, give her back her best years Grab my chest hairs, pound my
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face My heart pounding and shit (audible heart) Paranoid as a motherfucker right now, who
