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SwayOne - Heartless Soldier

SwayOne - Heartless Soldier

HeartlesSEnt - The Mixtape

HeartlesSEnt © 2003

I'm sick and tired of hearing, swayone is dead, swayone is wack, swayone this, swayone that...swayone is back.. and im not leaving anytime soon... so for you mothaf*ckas, your time is over.. swayone, move over...            

Im horse backing the drum, from the kick to the snare..                                                                                                       Get them shits in the air, my shit is fixing to flare..                                                                                                               Spit on a beat wrap it and ship it, put that shit in the streets.. (Thats Me)                                                                          Bust you in your shit, and tell you dont you ever.. (Thats me)                                                                                            I need respect, don't you better? ..(Thats me)                                                                                                               Chromed berretta, in the waist line of my own get up..                                                                                                    Im going and still going.. (Thats me)                                                                                                                                      You hear a pop, see a drop im coming (Thats me)                                                                                                                When everyone in your block is running.. (Thats me)                                                                                                          With the jewel's that i can block the sun in..                                                                                                                         The glock i got, a box it come in...                                                                                                                                       Im like the fear that biggie and pac is coming.. (Thats me)                                                                                                  The reason why these dollar boys cop them onions ..                                                                                                        Swayone, doo rag be tied to the side...                                                                                                                              You can either ride with me, or you can die.. 

(Chorus)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm, There i think i hear a soldier coming                                                                                   

He straight out came to your hood and he sold you something,                                                                                          He spit with a frozen flow, and he told you something                                                                                                         I think i hear a soldier coming, (Thats me)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm, There now you know a soldier is coming.

You better run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.                                                                                    run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.                                                                                                      run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.

(Verse 2)

Far from what you would call soft..                                                                                                                                  Compete, and watch you fall off..                                                                                                                                       Im Beef, you call off.. (Thats me)                                                                                                                                        The one you supposebly beefed with (Thats me)                                                                                                                 We fought but you kept it a secret..                                                                                                                                    Talking about what your going to do when you find me, and you keep seeign me...                                                          Lying like your denying it, to catch me and put three in me                                                                                             Told him cut the jokes, but i guess he wasn't hearing me                                                                                                  Convinced himself he wasn't fearing..                                                                                                                               My niggas, all killers from the bottom straight to the top..                                                                                                   Ride with me whether they know their destination or not..  (Thats me)                                                                                The badest rap you herd in a while (Thats me)                                                                                                                    Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible style (Thats me)                                                                                                    The killer that lurks in the dark, tear up your god damned hood from the church to the park..                                          Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm, motherf*cker, you hear that noise?                                                                                              You better run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.

(Chorus)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm, There i think i hear a soldier coming                                                                                   

He straight out came to your hood and he sold you something,                                                                                          He spit with a frozen flow, and he told you something                                                                                                         I think i hear a soldier coming, (Thats me)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm, There now you know a soldier is coming.

You better run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.                                                                                    run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.                                                                                                      run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.

(Verse 3)

Nothing but underground funk, coming out of my pump..                                                                                                   Decayed  funk, from a punk coming out of my trunk..                                                                                                  Everybody wanna to thug, with them triggers their pulling..                                                                                             Shooting pip-pip guns, that aint as big as my bullets..                                                                                                       Live from San Diego, coming to a block near you..                                                                                                              Real soon, so somebody might get poped near you..                                                                                                         All you want to do is rap, Ive been listening right?..                                                                                                            Have to flip a big difference, between a clip and a mic..                                                                                                      Im swayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, cool as i want to be..                                                                                                          Gun toting, talking to hoes ruuuuuuuude as i want to be..                                                                                                 Who wants some of me ?                                                                                                                                                   This aint no problem witch  i cant fix, i got a crew that i brought with me..                                                                           Hardcore your nothing, swayone runs this mothafucka so in god we trust him..                                                               If you ever see my guns out, they are probably busting..                                                                                                   While you nigguhs riding dying, ill be trucking..

(Chorus)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm, There i think i hear a soldier coming                                                                                   

He straight out came to your hood and he sold you something,                                                                                          He spit with a frozen flow, and he told you something                                                                                                         I think i hear a soldier coming, (Thats me)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmm, There now you know a soldier is coming.

You better run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.                                                                                    run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.                                                                                                      run for it, run for it ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.

We are heartless, we are bats, chains, gats, game, raps names..                                                                                    We are heartless, in the streets we keep heat..                                                                                                                  Nigguhs is deep, and nigguhs will creep creep..