I am a universal soldier walkinand' in the path of the math
after the aftermath iand'm a still be a soldier in americaand's blood bath
look at it thru the wrath of a universal soldier you could never
monitor my
craft
i am not a graft i am a original soldier walkinand' in the path of the
math
now
youand're gettinand' outside yourself boy youand're gettin outside yourself -
is
that right
youand're gettinand' outside yourself boy youand're gettinand' outside yourself -
uh huh
youand're gettinand' outside yourself boy youand're gettinand' outside yourself -
uh 1 2
youand're gettinand' outside yourself boy youand're gettinand' outside yourself -
ooh
well i scrapes the neighbourhoods lookinand' for odd jobs
itand's hard livinand' like god in a world full of bobs
john doeand's and jacks joeand's and mary mackand's
i guess babylon wasnand't made for blacks now was it
well it doesnand't really matter does it
cause it be dependinand' on the who what whyand's and the whereabouts
and iand'm a nigger that the world donand't care about
mr outsider
itand's all about beinand' a fighter
use the guide to open up your mind a little wider
my mellow my ace
movinand' from place to place all a nigger want is a taste
working on the docks wearinand' a smock
i clock in i clock out about 5 oand'clock
i keeps a calm disposition
so i wonand't arouse suspicion
but then i know what youand're wishinand'
that you could put a bullet in my head plate w/out all that red tape
and lead me straight to the grave
youand're either a slave or jesus got you saved
or you donand't know how to behave but youand're brave
a mixed up african w/a fingerwave
and the load ainand't gettinand' no lighter
even though iand'm in it to win it iand'm still a outsider
well back in the days they told me hip hop pays
so i says i strays aways from l.a.and's average
cause c.k-inand' and b.k-inand'* was beinand' a savage (* refering to crips and
bloods
maybe?)
and m.c.-inand' and dj-inand' was bringinand' the cabbage
now it ainand't like a nigger talking hella late in the game
iand'm talkin and'80 ace deuce
nobody think about truce
no menace no boys in the hood no juice
it was more like coolie high and
niggers truly die like they do
when i found out you got to choose your path i knew
not red and blue
the blackness is true
my tactics was new
thatand's when the practice grew and i flew
i wanted to be a rapper so simple and plain
from los angeles city of the big bang theory
where everyone is leery
now a whole mess of mcand's fear me
but itand's important everybody hear me
as i tell you about the unwanted man who got blunted and took what he
can
and he ran
from city to city and town to town
bouncinand' around like heand's about to blow the world up
cause his mindand's not dormant anymore his doorand's ajar
and his jarand's full of somethinand' else
now everyone knows that scarecrows w/velcro hair ainand't real
yeah
but if your psyche is likely to be spilled
ainand't no tellinand'
youand'll be sailinand' across the seas like magellan
way out your range and since i donand't speak greek stranger
iand'm a (?let me?) give it to you in laymanand's terms so youand'll learn
i paid the piper iand'm gonand' pick the tune
but i donand't listen to music like that
so
youand're gettinand' outside yourself boy youand're gettin outside yourself -
is that
right
youand're gettinand' outside yourself boy youand're gettinand' outside yourself -
uh huh
youand're gettinand' outside yourself boy youand're gettinand' outside yourself -
uh 1 2
you better run and hide yourself boy cause you canand't provide for self
inside outside
thatand's what doinand' it is all about right
inside outside inside outside
thatand's what doinand' it is all about
now iand'm a outsider but not like ponyboy
iand'm aceyaloney boy
and i transcend
?w/both hands in?
and i transfer the answer from w/in
and i strain and i gain the strength to bust a blood vessel
as my dirty thoughts mudwrestle in my head muscle
you got your lucky charm i know you believe in warlocks
you better be keepinand' you door locked and bolted
say praise the lord as i raise the sword and revolted
psychological warfare for the holy
smoke your last bowl-y
your little ship a capsizes your rap dies slowly
got a good old fashion passion for smashinand' what they built
w/no guilt
at full tilt
at full speed
at full blast
cominand' full circle on that ass
iand'm the idealistic realistic mystic from the past
that just gets more intelligent
donand't risk it iand'm fast
better get involved donand't know how the world revolves and evolves
and solve all that you can solve before your mind dissolves
now who kilt (killed) this lion? curiosity
now whyand's the black man dyinand'? itand's an atrocity
does history really repeat itself or is it phophecy?
so until i leave my physical shell there ainand't no stoppinand' me
cause i paid the piper
iand'm gonand' pick the tune
but i donand't listen to music like that
so
