ALWAYZ A SOLDIER

Verse 1: 2Pac

Look me in my eyes motherfucka

Tell me what you see

Beyond the misery and the Hennessy

I'm a survivor of a civil war

Dealing with the same shit my father saw before

A soldier in the shadow of a systemic scheme

Born into a nightmare chasing a hollow dream

Bullet holes in the project walls

Listen closely when the destiny calls

They want me dead or in a cage

Just another page in this book of rage

Restless in the city

Nobody shows no pity

I see the devil in a suit and a tie

Asking why a young nigga gotta die

Fuck the world until I find peace

Until the crooked police brutality cease

Stuck in a cycle of paranoia

Waiting on a destroyer

To come and take my life away

But I'm a rider until my dying day

Verse 2: JID

Step into the East side

Zone 6

I'm a JIDdy with a vision and a box of tricks

Born into the residue of everything you bled for

Everything they said no

Everything we ahead for

Evolution of the struggle in a digital screen

I'm a fiend for the mean

Tucked in a blacked out bean

Watch the route I'm taking

Hearts are breaking

No cap

The strategy is in the map

The way I trap words inside a lyrical lap

Inherited the trauma from the roots of the tree

Passed down from the 90s to me

Little JIDdo

Look out the window

The same red and blue lights

Stain the dark of the nights

Motherfucker don't you get it

How we live it

How we quit it

Life is a stick and I'm gripping the handle

Blowing out every candle

[[Bridge] 2Pac & JID]

Generations colliding

Nowhere for the truth to be hiding

The blueprint was blood

Now the basement is flood

2Pac: I felt the fire

JID: I walked the wire

Both: The same chains just a different choir

Verse 3: 2Pac

Bitches and cowards trying to set the trap

Rap is my map

Survival in my lap

See the enemies approaching with a smile

I been walking this mile

In an outlaws style

They claim they love us

But they never place nothing above us

Systemic oppression is a hell of a weapon

Better watch where you steppin'

It's a tragedy

Looking for the majesty

In a concrete garden where the roses won't grow

Still a row to hoe

Don't nobody know

Except the niggas in the gutter with me

Verse 4: JID

Follow the flow of the spirit

Can you hear it

Don't fear it

Internal rhyme for a terminal time

Climb the ladder to the sky

Never wonder why

Rapid fire on the track

Keep the blade in the back

Of the beast that consumes our brothers

Crying mothers

Buried under covers

Evolution of the revolutionary soul

Take control of the goal

Atlanta to the Coast

Who got the most

Impact

Keep the facts intact

This that Southern heat mixed with a Westside story

For the glory

Never gory

Just a vision of the trauma

Left behind by the grandmama

Generations of the hurt

Washed away in the dirt

Nigga please

Bring 'em to their knees

Respect the OG

The destiny I foresee

Locked in a brotherhood

Of the misunderstood