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Pastor Troy
I'm the muth*fking president (come on, come on) 3x
Watch how I represent
Verse 1:
From the land where the constitution stand while stumbling
Wondering, who is gone step up and stop the mumbling?
We all complain for better things
But who gonna bring the pain to make these muth*fkers shame
They weigh
My brother taught me that crime pays
We run up in another nigg* s**t with a.k.'s and Mob thirds
Who gone have the last word?
Yo team or mine
Why don't we just rob them crackers blind
Quit being shine
My mind upsets me cause a stress me
If yo as* don't wanna be set free,
Don't hinder me
I can see it from a mile away
I hate these muth*fkers
But I love the game they play
Like they so innocent
I know them fking crackers bent
Cause bent too
Look at all I been through
And I'm still running
Grab yo gun and grab yo bullet proof
But do not come if you ain't gone put yo s**t to use
Cause this a muth*fking war
Hook: 4x
Uncle Sam what's yo ransom
I got yo nieces
Please, don't make me blow these ho's to pieces
Cause they increasing
Verse 2:
Uncle Sam what's yo ransom
Tell me what's up
Got a message for the Pentagon
You fking up
50 bucks and a canteen
Dogding the trap never will I join the army b*tch!
Don't make me laugh
It's war
My is burning and giving in
Either you roll with them or they throw you in the pin
To win, was all I ever wanted to do
Would you do it for me (No)
Then I can't do it for you
A soulja buddy, I was born on the base
Uncle Sam want who?, Get the fk up out my face
The case is closed
I can't be treated like a ho
No push-ups, no sit-ups, I tell ya hell no
I been in the army 22 years to today
I rock my fatigues, I rock my muth*fking yay
I sweep on the bump and let it rid e on y'all punks
The streets my army and I been ready off the jump
muth*fkers I'ma soulja