• tony'sMelody

Sundays' E.O.

Bijgewerkt: 22 apr 2018

"Ballad Of A Dead Soulja"

Yeah, ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier Come play the ballad of a dead soldier

The plan, to take command of the whole family Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned All my road dogs, official mob figures Love to act up, the first to bomb when we rob niggas

I can be lost in my own mind To be the boss, only thought's: grip on chrome 9's Niggas get tossed up, war scars, battlefield memories Swore I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennessy Talkin' to a nigga on a tight leash

Screamin' "Fuck the police!" as I ride through the night streets Little child runnin' wild, towards danger What's the cause? Don't be alarmed, death to all strangers

Maybe I'm a madman A pistol grabbin' nigga, unleash the Sandman Promise a merciless retaliation, nothin' is colder Close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier

Thug for 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 game, you play to win This is the ballad of a dead soldier It's a crazy world full of sin Close your eyes…

Completely lost, revenge at all costs Payback's a bitch, switched, now the trick's crossed

Tossed up and never to be heard of

A single witness screamin', "Bloody murder, murder!"

Blast, tell me, homie, what you see now? A blind man and a dead body, I'm ready to leave town

And get my cash though, hook up with Kastro Homie had to blast on the task force Stupid coppers tried to play us out, never that They took my money and my stash; time to get 'em back

Upon my secret arrival Two glock four-fives, time for survival

Death to my rivals, tell me, what you want, Lord? Nobody left after the death of a drug lord

The situation's critical Nothing is colder, than hear the ballad of a dead soldier

Thug for 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 game, you play to win This is the ballad of a dead soldier It's a crazy world full of sin Close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier

Be a coward, put yo' hands to the Moon

When my Glocks rang out, the niggas came out, BOOM!

Who wanna see me in a challenge? So merciless, I'm terrifyin' niggas in my ballads

Do you feel me? Capo or Capi-tan One day I'll be the Don; until then, remain strong

My only fear of death is reincarnation Bustin' at my adversaries like a mental patient

To all my niggas facin' 60 years Sheddin' tattooed tears, another suicidal on the tier

Takin' private planes, tryin' to survive the game For all my homies that'll never be alive again

All they promise us is death, nigga Take a breath, come be the last one left, nigga It's real now, feel it or fantasize it, ain't nuttin colder Listen, you can hear it – the ballad of a dead soldier

Thug for 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 game, you play to win This is the ballad of a dead soldier It's a crazy world full of sin Close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier

This go out to Kato, Mental, all the niggas that passed away Mutulu, Geronimo, Seyku – all the down-ass riders All the niggas that put it down, all the soldiers All the niggas that go through that day-to-day struggle (This is the ballad of a dead soldier!) All the niggas that passed on All the niggas with ambition and money in they heart All the niggas that want some and that don't take none

Hahaha (It's the ballad of a dead soldier!) The police are so scared of us All the feds they aware of us

They wanna see us dead They got pictures of a nigga head, (Ballad of a dead soldier!) Tryin' to see me in chains, shit Them niggas'll never breathe again Before they put me in a cell, they'll see me in Hell

('Cause it's the ballad of a dead soldier!)

Got my pistols cocked Run the whole motherfuckin' block; fuck the cops! The police? We run these streets, nigga

(Ain't heard the ballad of a dead soldier!)

These niggas can't see me, half the world wanna be me Multi-millionaire; shit, it ain't fair

But nigga, you know – it's the ballad of a dead soldier!

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