world Why am I payin' this price for fame? Now with the shame I'm to blame 'cause I'm solo empty When I can stop and give it all to Christ 'Cause in
like Mike I'd rather be like Christ so at the end, I'll see bright lights (Like Christ, bright lights) I save a prayer for the fallen soldiers Too many
her toes Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose And curtains laced with diamonds, dear for you And all the Roman noblemen for you And kingdom's Christian soldiers
Hey, brother Christian with your high and mighty errand Your actions speak so loud, I can't hear a word you're saying Hey, sister bleeding heart with
us to make it And we can overcome anything we faced with (We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall After all, all, all, all, all....) [Christ
him that my rhymes just have to be tight so I figured that I would grab the mic like a nig*a 'bout to rhyme right after Christ sometimes we get mad and
you hallelujahs recorded On a chrome cassette in the stereo So come and make your home with me, it really isn't far Ooh, fly down to California and become a Christian soldier
I'm bullshittin Considering my position my opposition Gave me lots of vision In pots I'm pissing Still niggas try to make me missing I christen the dead
go fast like the bullet that ran through the dark The hollow tip ripped a man apart, blaow Yo these soldiers die in petroleum wars Think they fighting for the holliest cause It don't matter if you muslim, hebrew, or you a christian
way All the corners filled with sorrow All the streets are filled with pain Around my way People let me paint a picture, you know I ain't a Christian
coming Where y'all going? What y'all running for? It's over, it's moving closer, the sky getting lower Hey, yo, yo Winds turn colder, Killah Priest soldiers
see through dreams A conqueror of all world like the Hebrew kings I'm David, reincarnated over again A gladiator of the universe, a soldier of men A warlord
smell or the shadows heaving and weeping That keeps the soldier from sleeping as he sings the orphan's lullaby When the soldiers put down their bayonets
charm for the rappin Give spliff aromas cause many fetal comas No blood donors, I credit diabetics who drink sodas While in the pens lie the ruffneck soldiers
about to get ugly I don't even go to these bullshit kiddie-ass clubs You wanna be a thug? Let's thug First of all, soldiers speak to soldiers Captains
there) Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! This boy is not a soldier
sealed Would you lie to me Christ 'cause you will? By his mind put you right where I live Eternal nights the lights are in hell Soldiers eyes were
sorry... That he ain't Gotti, Like I be Cause he sloppy, Not me Costly rocks be spot free But he don't know I'm roguish Surrounded by my soldiers And