Texty:
Sleep Station A Soldier To His Son

you, you have made my heart fill with joy, and I?m just a father who loves his boy. I?ll fall from the sky, I will sit and watch you run for a while,

a cap If ya don't wanna brawl jack Guzzle down a 40 till I'm all full Take another hit of the dirl with a long pull I gets blitzed outta proper state

we can split one-hundred percent Run a rapper through a maze like a experiment Word up, you know the legendary Roots crew, yo Chorus 2x [Dice Raw] The Raw Dice rise like a

lick And one motion, collect it all from 1-6 This a painting of the barrio I'm givin to you Readin a lifestyle a Harry-O see in his views I'm tatted,

up [Verse One: Madman] Yo yo yo we are street soldiers of the dark side of the planet I kill killing orders like a lieutenant Hit the planet Earth then explode like a

I rhyme, I'm in a Holy Ghost state of mind And if ya hating mine, take a number son and wait in line Cause I'm a keep preaching, 'til every demon is screeching