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Scarface - Soldier Story lyrics
Where I'm From 
Killas go dumb 
Usually Death is the outcome 
Welcome to the Jungle 
Where Kidnappers Haunt You 
The Streets They Really Want You 
Im Serious, No Smile On This Block 
Gives Answers Get ... Curious 
Good Times Disappear Quickly 
Back In to A Mist 
Shoot, I Hardly Ever Miss 
That Means I'm Accurate 
Crack the Pitch 
Man Pretty Soon, 
Imma Have To Switch 
Scratchin The Itch 
With Papercuts On My Idex 
The Real Ridas Shoot Up Blocks 
And Scream "Who Next" 
Like My Nigga 2-Tex 
He Told 2-Tex 
Them Better Be 
Before We In Houston 
To Call It Plex 
Gotta Know the Protocol 
Im Warning Yall 
It Gets Deep 
So Deep, The Prison Guard'll Put Ya To Sleep 
Rest, Eternally 
No Coming Back 
You OD 
Over Dose, 
This Neighbor Hood Got me Comatose 
Back Against The Wall 
Another Statistic 
I Know ... 
[ Chorus Z-ro] 
The Streets always been my daddy 
And Momma Is The County Jail 
Imma Solider And Im About My Mail 
Nd If I Get Busted 
Im Not About to Tell 
Cus Im A Gangsta 
The Streets always been my daddy 
And Momma Is The County Jail 
Imma Solider And Im About My Mail 
I Aint Trynna Do Right 
Im Already Livin In Hell 
Cus Im A Gangstaaa 
The Gas Prices Too High 
Pay Rate Is Too Low 
Im Better Off In The Game 
Flippin Kicks, Like Judo 
Or Out Some Where Pimpin 
Getting Money Up Outta Two Hoes 
Thats Why Im At The Lab 
With The Product 
Spittin You Flows 
FEDs Watchin My Hood 
Entirely Too Much Gun Play 
Neighbor Hood Basketballs 
Stars Slain Last Monday 
Raided The Neighbor Hood 
King Pin Last Tuesday 
If This Was Going In Your Neighbor 
What Would Say? 
Givin The Opportunity To Tell It The Masses 
Lowere Middle Class Still Caring Buss Passes 
Young Girls Givin Birth Scarface - Soldier Story - http://motolyrics.com/scarface/soldier-story-lyrics.html
Before They Hit The 9th Grade 
Bout To Be A Mom 
And Cant Even Make Khool-Aid 
Who Made This Crack Anyway 
Told Us Bout The Herion 
Sold Us The Alcohol and The Guns The We Carr-round (thats Carry Round) 
Cant Blame Us For Everything 
Going Wrong In the State 
I Dont Blame A Nigga For Nothing 
He Do To Get Cake 
[ Chorus Z-ro] 
The Streets always been my Daddy 
And Momma Is The County Jail 
Imma Solider And Im About My Mail 
Nd If I Get Busted 
Im Not About to Tell 
Cus Im A Gangsta 
The Streets always been my daddy 
And Momma Is The County Jail 
Imma Solider And Im About My Mail 
I Aint Trynna Do Right 
Im Already Livin In Hell 
Cus Im A Gangstaaa 
Its Like This Ghetto 
Got A Heart And A Soul 
A Mind Of Its Own 
A Hunger For A Young Cat 
To Die Fore He Grown 
A Lust For A Young Girl 
To Slide Down A Pole 
Shes Always Falling Short 
On Her Goals 
The Street Life Is Cold 
Its Either Win Or Lose Or You Fold 
Money Is the root To All Evil 
Is what I was Told 
And Everything You Thought You Believed 
In Was A hoax 
You Put You Faith In Front Of Those Demons 
And When The Smoke Cleared 
The Truth Appeared 
The Fight For Your Life 
The Struggles Of A Wrong Versus Right 
And Wrong Won 
A Song Sung In The Keys Of Reality 
When Death Crosses Your Path 
Blood Sheds Tragically 
So Automatically You Come To A Close 
And Realize That No Matter What 
We Keep To The Code 
I Seen The Hood 
Swallow Muthafuckas Whole 
And Shit Em Out In The System 
They Ain't Ever Make It Home 
And I Know ......... 
[ Chorus Z-ro] 
The Streets always been my daddy 
And Momma Is The County Jail 
Imma Solider And Im About My Mail 
Nd If I Get Busted 
Im Not About to Tell 
Cus Im A Gangsta 
The Streets always been my daddy 
And Momma Is The County Jail 
Imma Solider And Im About My Mail 
I Aint Trynna Do Right 
Im Already Livin In Hell 
Cus Im A Gangstaaa









