child soldiers

[Part 1: Tacuma] I can't even stand the smell of you Eating all summer wasn't frail in the winter Need meat around them bones when the hale come to hit cha Spells from the witch looking pale in the picture Trails from the stench lead your tail to the center I never bail, I'm a winner, Christian Bale In a spinner, slinging shells at a villain Phone fulla numbers that I fail to remember Holy with the bars, I raised hell in December Just a little bit of must Fist riddled full of cuts Burning in the midsummer sun Just a little bit of must Fist riddled full of cuts Burning in the midsummer sun It's like im one feet beneath my goals One feet to hit the ball and reach the goal Dumb sheep the type to follow for your gold The shit turn to glitter when it swallow up your soul It sucks being hollow being broke Questioning your future but tomorrow never knows My heart is something borrowed from my home I faced all them sorrows all alone Faith been a product of my own I been barking for a bone I'm a dog And I'm dark In the dark [Part 2: War] If I dont' go to Purchase, Imma purchase it all Spit from the lungs till it hurt when i cough Learnt from the courts where I learnt how to ball Learnt how to judge, then I learnt how to fall You was burning bridges, we was burning the law Searching for the sermon in the songs You burglarized art then you murder my dogs Imma bird in the night, as I fly in the fog Spending my time getting lost Hitting the mic on my jaw Dribbling light in the fourth Quarter to buy me a slice or a bar I put myself in this war You put yourself in this war My parents did nothing at My knuckles they bleeding from walls My knuckles they bleeding from war Don't put yourself in this war I put myself in this My knuckles they bleeding from walls My knuckles they bleeding from war My parents did nothing at all My parents did nothing at You put yourself in this war I put myself in this You put yourself in this war My parents did nothing at, ay