Soldier To A General Lyrics - Singles - Outlawz

Yo, it's gettin' colder with time, Thug rollers with rhymes 

Gotta look out for the spineless, marchin' with mines 

Outlawz on the grind, in the back of my mind 

Gotta watch out for the one-time all the time 

Lot of fights on the block, so I walk with my glock 

First head get hot, gettin' shot on the spot 

It's a sticky sitch-e-ation, tryin' to duck to hatin' 

Fuckin' with my family, I get worse than Satan 

Turnin' niggaz out, at a young age 

It's what my life story's about, I ain't afraid 

Turnin' in the water, gaspin' for air 

But I'm in the air at the same time, searchin' for land 

It's the life of a man, without no parents to call 

Had to learn right and wrong when it's on, fuck all y'all 

Walkin' through the cemetery talkin' to the dead 

Conversation we gonna keep between us, heard what he said 

Think about the niggaz that can't make it to see tomorrow 

Left his family all alone 'cause he got hit by the lead 

Drama on the streets is what the Outlawz fed 

And if your ass get out of line, you got a price on your head 

I was born all alone, I'ma die all alone 

(Yeah) 

So I ride all alone, from a soldier to a general 

I taught myself, went to court myself 

(Uh, uh) 

Made a choice, from a soldier to a general 

A boy to a man, ain't nobody give a damn 

(Fuck that) 

Live the streets without nobody 

From a soldier to a general 

We was raised around criminals 

And played around criminals 

The game of a criminal 

From a soldier to a general 

I walk around with the weight of the world 

Faith in my shotty since I made it my girl 

(Love you) 

Oh! Somebody save me please, I've been 

Brought up amongst these scram blest thieves 

And all they can show me is I fight with my muscle 

(Uh, uh) 

And I'd do anything for these stripes in the struggle 

And happiness is Hennessey, mixes 

And bitches and I'm all about my riches 

From a small time grinder to a timer 

Am I scandalous mind is a constant reminder of the 

Evil these men do, struggle contend you 

Lord, what you got your boy all into 

I must be mental, I must by psycho 

Crazy deranged and my brains with a rifle 

That's the price we pay to have life today 

Will I have it any other way? No Way 

(Oh) 

Seems like my addiction to the streets been a life long one 

I chose to wrong damn crease 

See momma work her fingers to the bone to make me a happy home 

But I chose the wrong, steppin' out on my own 

Intrigued by them big-league niggaz with the blow 

See my first dead man as a kid in eighty-four 

Seen crack come and turn bums to millionaires 

Turn and die a bitch out, oh, and now she don't care 

Something bought the ghetto in the Summer, make niggaz tougher 

Niggaz die to be fresh, so we all turn to hustlas 

Some stuck with it, some really couldn't fuck with it 

Some trust the wrong and now they gone 

Them flowers for the dead, all the powers in my head 

I give a fuck what them cowards said, I'm all about my bread 

Struggle love to, uh, hustle ball to 

From a soldier to a general, nigga you better let 'em through 

I was born all alone, I'ma die all alone 

(Yeah) 

So I ride all alone, from a soldier to a general 

I taught myself, went to court myself 

(Uh, uh) 

Made a choice, from a soldier to a general 

A boy to a man, ain't nobody give a damn 

(Fuck that) 

Live the streets without nobody 

From a soldier to a general 

We was raised around criminals 

And played around criminals 

The game of a criminal 

From a soldier to a general 

I grew up, like every other kid in the ghetto 

Up the hill on my mountain bike, struggle to peddle 

I was a freshman with no medals 

But I earned my stripes 

Wrong turns made me burn my life 

Got a comment 'fore you walk soldier, follow the rules 

Be a leader when I see you, don't follow the crew 

There's only one way to live and one way to die 

One way to fail and one way to try 

My eyes bloodshot from the drugs on the block 

And my thugs on the block got slugs for the cops 

My moms loves my pops but she hurtin' herself 

Laid off, so she broke, not workin' herself 

On my own at fifteen, learnin' the ropes quick 

Had to eat so I hustled, turnin' my coat quick 

I ain't no shit, only how to be a criminal 

But plan to expand from a soldier to a general