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This here's a ballad for all the fallen
I'ma bout 'ta show you how a hustlers life (this is man)
And a soldier's life,
And the one thing they got in common is (forget about me for a second)
Picture split
On one side we got a hustler ready for the block (human beings)
Other side you got the getting ready for bootcamp (soldiers)
both at war (this is life)
Stay us

Did you notice, before you think, life goes fast
So you worry, about what you see, it will pass

You him mama, the wars calling him
Feel its his to fall in line with all of them
a soldier
Rose the ranks as the head of your house hold
Now its to provide bank
he's supposed tah
Now remember while he's going to November
part of him growing up
His soaks up your tears as he holds yah
Your heart beatin so fast speeding his up
Yeah I know it sucks, Life a rose bud
A of speed bumps
You gotta your lumps
Off to Bootcamp, the worlds terror
Bin Laden happenin in Manhatten
was anthrax back then, back when
Police was Al'Qaeda to men
While I was out hustling sinning with no religion
He was off the wall for a living

Days to nights, nights turn to years
Years to "how the fuck we make it in here?"
My barracks couple fights a day
Get you locked in a wont see the light of day
And I feel like I'm writing my life away
I never thought could end up quite this way
There's a war going on outside no man is from
I'm here for the fight only the fakes run
I'm here for the purple heart, if I take one
For my or my siblings whats my reason for living?
I love my more then anything else
This war's about my family, me the wealth
You understand how useless as men we felt
Till you become a 5 star
Shout out to my niggas that's locked in
P.O.W.'s thats still in the war for

Your boy is getting grown
So baby boy is moving on
gotta chase (gotta chase it)
If I'm gonna it (gonna make it)
Your baby boy is grown
So your boy is moving on
I'm gonna it
Even if I take it (gotta take it)

said pray your sons becoming a man
This wars taxin to 'em like Sam
the noise make the right choice, understand
Every choice that he make he it for his fam
It's death before
And if hes gone you honor his memory
Dont cry we all die eventually
But if locked in the penetentiary send him some energy
all winners to me
(What's up kid?)