Military Mind Lyrics - Killa Tay

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All rap for everybody, West Cola
Open up my 3rd eye, let my spirit speak
Time to re-unite the family
Military Mind, searchin for thug heaven
Bullys wit Fullys

{Verse 1}
Scrutinize my roots, and recognize the troops
I'm still a G with exceptional capabilities
I know they plottin on killin me, but it's checkmate
Snake eyes, venomous tongue increasin death rates
It ain't no love in this blood sport, county support is all we need
So many lost souls blinded by the liquor and weed
I made a change in my life and got some get right
Finally livin decent, no more creepin after midnight
I respect the words that my grandfather told to me
Don't be innocent, militant is how we supposed to be
You know, God bless the child who can hold his own
Dodgin prison, still livin in my enemies zone
But I ain't scared of death, you know we all die hard
You either charge it to the game or the Mastercard
The devil lurks when we hard at work, best to pray
Cuz when my homies call I'm quick to turn back to Killa Tay
It ain't no fairy tale, the good Lord made me this way
Demon schemin on my soul to live and die in the Bay
I take steps through the valley of death
My thug religion got me pointin fingers at the system
My military mind, nine chambers deep, but still searchin for peace
M-O-B Cali G's go to church and they sneak
Don't judge me, unless we in court, for jury trial
I'm on a hunt, it's xxxx season ain't no reason to smile
The first to die hard, the tragedy, agony of defeat
Military minded blinded by the sparks from the heat
It gets deep, I'm cheddar chasin, takin the fifth
I hustle heavy til my whole thug nation is rich
I put it down for Freddie Smith and Lil' Toney Loc
Cuz they real folks representin the West Coast
The Mafia Clique, I take it back to when the Feds first hit
Paranoia in my brain, but ain't no reason to trip
I come equipped ???, stick and move like Sugar Ray
Cuz it's thug life, all day every day
Killas on the payroll, my soul rest with G-o-d
But ain't no pity on my enemies, we still the realest
Let the games begin, I never die but I multiply
Buggin when the cops roll by, I'm still alive
Military mind got my

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