Artist: Killa Tay
Album: Unsorted
Song: Military Mind
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All rap for everybody, West Cola Open up my 3rd eye, let my spirit speak Time to re-unite the family Military Mind, searchin for thug heaven Bullys wit Fullys {Verse 1} Scrutinize my roots, and recognize the troops I'm still a G with exceptional capabilities I know they plottin on killin me, but it's checkmate
Snake eyes, venomous tongue increasin death rates It ain't no love in this blood sport, county support is all we need So many lost souls blinded by the liquor and weed I made a change in my life and got some get right Finally livin decent, no more creepin after midnight I respect the words that my grandfather told to me Don't be innocent, militant is how we supposed to be You know, God bless the child who can hold his own Dodgin prison, still livin in my enemies zone But I ain't scared of death, you know we all die hard You either charge it to the game or the Mastercard The devil lurks when we hard at work, best to pray Cuz when my homies call I'm quick to turn back to Killa Tay It ain't no fairy tale, the good Lord made me this way Demon schemin on my soul to live and die in the Bay I take steps through the valley of death My thug religion got me pointin fingers at the system My military mind, nine chambers deep, but still searchin for peace M-O-B Cali G's go to church and they sneak Don't judge me, unless we in court, for jury trial I'm on a hunt, it's fuck season ain't no reason to smile The first to die hard, the tragedy, agony of defeat Military minded blinded by the sparks from the heat It gets deep, I'm cheddar chasin, takin the fifth I hustle heavy til my whole thug nation is rich I put it down for Freddie Smith and Lil' Toney Loc Cuz they real folks representin the West Coast The Mafia Clique, I take it back to when the Feds first hit Paranoia in my brain, but ain't no reason to trip I come equipped ???, stick and move like Sugar Ray Cuz it's thug life, all day every day Killas on the payroll, my soul rest with G-o-d But ain't no pity on my enemies, we still the realest Let the games begin, I never die but I multiply Buggin when the cops roll by, I'm still alive Military mind got my
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