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I'm Goin' Out Lika Soldier

Willie D

I'm Goin' Out Lika Soldier

a hoe
By something that they never saw
An M-72A2 mothafucking law
We can rumble in the jungle
Or have a World War 3 right here on the concrete
God damn, I

a room sporting clock radio telephones

And so it comes down to this
If you want to live in a spiritual world
You have to make a living in the spiritual

the government come after me in public
Won't hear this on the radio, this here is not for publishing
This ain't that bubble gum stuff, no, this ain't that Double

me lonely and hanging up by a rope
Hold me close
Need two rounds up in that p*ssy
Hold yo head, you give me throat
I can get a lil freaky, I jus keep

the circumstances wasn't great in the house
Mama struggled sending me to private school, I hated it
Sent me with the homies to public education
But neither one

tan, middle of the Summer, twistin' up, sittin' in a Hummer
I got shot by an undercover but I bounced back and I still recovered
Walk around I got

telling explanations
To world wide nations, corrupted minds all in a radio station
Lets face it, cant embrace reality with millions of dollars salarys

the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in

one
The last one
Oh, the last one
The last one
The last one
The last one
The last one
The last one
The last one
And now she puts on her face in public

I at least say negro?
In black man term
I gotta keep this record censored 
I need radio burns 
Like "Wazzam my negro?" 
That's for my homies

Yo take me back
To catching busses in the summer to the public pool
All by myself, I never felt so fucking cool
Take me back
To the arcade days

Walk in the trap, snitch a nigga he get popped in the brain he gone die
My baby gone turn up the radio
I only fuck once so she keepin' me close
We put

it for the genius side of music
In Atlanta and i'll be
Damned if i bothered by a
Nigga with a problem
No longer art it's just some
People and their

embarrassin' yourself when you in a public settin', Ye
Now I see why Jay Z ain't go to your weddin', Ye (I see why)
And you got lipo, what's next, Ye, ass

the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that
All ships lost in

rate
Too many radios immitatin' Shady's flow
We disable labels by takin' the cane
We always put the raw smackdown
Still dope so smell what the Rock's

Make Up

Elefant

Sunlight Makes Me Paranoid

2003

we were in love STATIC ON CHANNEL 4 
Moon and stars above us shine
Everybody knows you're mine
Static on the channel 4
Television radio, hold me

sued anyone
So maybe I should
Give it a try
I was downloading
National Public Radio podcasts
About the US primaries
Onto the iPod my brother
Had given

portions prepackaged pcrs
Automated predated rated by the predators for public consumption it's a numbers game forbidden
If the hidden agendas exposed like

in public stay humble In private 
They Grilling me on subjects I remain silent 
I made hits nobody eyeing me 
Want recognition, the irony, 
Forever

my tooth sabers
Enemies in private and public I made my own flavor
Flave I speak to those that came out the cave
I get wisdom and love from ancestors

and information to the public in assigned areas

This is WPIX
We will continue to serve the New York City area
If you are not in this local area
You should tune

hitting just like a drum
Had my son after mom passed I knew what I'd become
Enemy to the public I do it because they love it
Can't be a puppet believe in

by socialite types
Who write quite unpleasant slights thru gigabites
I gotta be a Jedi Knight Aight
with light saber in the public eye annihilator