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