Cotton Soldier

[Chorus] They ain't on your side, the look in they eyes'll Let you know when you funkin' they gon' hide from the ride A cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) You looked on my side, he stood right beside But who's the first swab of cotton to slide when he die The cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) [Verse 1] I re-member this fool I used to work with Somebody I used to trust and even sold work with Spectacular how people love this black vernacular But back in your talkin' he's the one who takes the first lit Unbeatable, seem like was nothing that could stop this fool Seem like nobody up in the hood could ever drop this fool I can hear "I'll beat a nigga, I shoot a nigga, I kill a nigga, I'll do a nigga" But ain't nobody ever seen this nigga roll up no magazine 'Till one day, on a Sunday, in a Hyundai Some niggas in the park at back of the ride I stepped outside I was gon' play I said "wattup" they said "wattup" looked at my boy said "wattup" The toughest nigga in the universe ain't givin' a fuck I'm stuck in between, heaven and hell and hells seems to lean My way no heaven's highway this ain't my day-ay-ey! Punk-ass nigga won't jump at me punk out Just me and my opponent start to burnin' like trick I'm on it But check out the way it turned out Them niggas rushed me and my softie partner burned out I got my ass beat, in the middle of the street I was still alive and I told ya 'bout this soft-ass cotton soldier [Chorus] They ain't on your side, the look in they eyes'll Let you know when you funkin' they gon' hide from the ride A cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) You looked on my side, he stood right beside But who's the first swab of cotton to slide when he die The cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) [Verse 2] You wanna know, who's made of cotton? It's that busta with that rich? and yo illegal plottin' Sittin' at home then thinkin' wondering how much time you facin' Nigga done told the whole shabang up in interrogation No escapin' unprotected I'm servin' cause this rat bastard mastered The art of tellin' from killings to dope sellings My facial is stone, aggravation is grown Cause now I recall when the cops said Hands on the hood, put down the goods Keep all the merchandise right here, come on! Heard the snitch is up in Camerun stammerin' Cause niggas know a snitch, will end up dead or become somebody's bitch Think of how it's, funny seein' him singin' ballads to a salon Next minute he's tossin' the motherfucking salad I was told, cotton swab-ass niggas catch blows Supposed to be rough and then froze Said he was down but now I'm downtown awaiting trial in my cell I can't wait to fold you, soft-ass cotton soldier [Chorus] They ain't on your side, the look in they eyes'll Let you know when you funkin' they gon' hide from the ride A cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) You looked on my side, he stood right beside But who's the first swab of cotton to slide when he die The cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) [Verse 3] Just like a Mitchell Bade, you're such a Mitchell broad Cotton soldiers be from here to Cape Cod your whole facade's Unbelievable, I'm illegal so, hand me the gat 'Cause this cotton soldier’s making actions like Sammy the rat If I'm in a spat, I expect you to have my back And kick some ass like a motherfucking democrat But you procrastinated, now you become belated Ameli Ghandi's hated, I'm gun associated I stated, the cotton soldiers get the '86 cause ladies shittin' And shady clicks in '96 will get them niggas highly kicked In '97 we wettin', cotton swabs If you had to be rough to work a shift nigga I'd be stoppin' jobs I spits the real niglets and I leave your stung like bumblebees Some of these, like wet niggas go away like tumbleweeds Go away like humble Gs, don't be tryin' to moulder B/G too, he/she, that means he'll be a cotton soldier [Chorus] They ain't on your side, the look in they eyes'll Let you know when you funkin' they gon' hide from the ride A cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) You looked on my side, he stood right beside But who's the first swab of cotton to slide when he die The cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga) Cotton soldier, cotton soldier (Mitch Bade nigga)