G.I. Soul

[Intro]

G.I

G.I., fly

[Verse 1]

Hey, men came from planets, niggas from plantations

Lyrics from experiences, samples from creations

Cop my bones at two lous

Cinnamon whiskey, two brews

Tether that came from my pops, as many of my habits do prove

I'm glad he won’t show [?] style

But a gamma ray kodak smile

A soldier for this rap life

Why am I Mr Gunshots

Like roadblock, hold up

Don't call me Chris, that ain't my name, though

Government-issued girl scouts born on government neglect and fronto

That my man rolled

Get my Obama checks that the government owes us ten fold

For fighting the urge to ride out to the ’burbs and rob their kinfolk

It's simple

This part of my government-issued hate that they pay us first

They pay us first

[Chorus]

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

[Verse 2]

Inalienable rights makes me an alien on sight

They chartin' my birth, heart and my height stars (Stars)

They watchin' for the wrong record

Not the one I'm slavin' to write (Slavin' to write)

I'm a nigga, punishable for not even singin’ it right (Nigga)

Go figure (Go figure)

Rappers more likely to have illegitimate kids (Illegitimate kids)

Tax deficits, bids (Tax deficits, bids)

Lucky to live as long as professional athletes

Flashing cameras on Black man who’s cuffed in back seats (Back seats)

Makes good programming for have-nots and little latch keys (For have-nots and little latch keys)

It's how they get you, it’s too intricate to add insult

They sprinkle crack on them raps to make it more official

Print you, index-point pin you to that grid they scan you into (Into)

Locked down (Locked down)

Mental (Mental)

Government Issue, you're forced to take no care and well care

We foster wards of the State farm with no portion or plate

Call Heavenly Father for what big brother done made

He constantly reminds me I'm the son

Sun ray (Sun ray)

[Outro]

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul

Your G.I. on your soul