I ain't your puppet, no And I ain't your steppin' stone I should have looked before I jumped I should have known I've tried, I've tried (I've tried) Oh, I've tried I've been bought and sold (and sold) One too many times Out and down (and down)

Out of hell we will climb I'm standing by your side She's only sixteen She has dreams of a girl She thought she'd be in love She thought she'd have the white picket fence Now she stands on the corner She sold herself to the streets When the world gave up

Hear the soldier groan we'll got it at alone Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home The king's taken back the throne The useless seed was sown When they say they're cutting off the phone Then tell 'em you're not home No place to hide

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to montreal Well she pressed her chest against me About the time the juke box broke Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck And these are the words she spoke

You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door 'Cause you deep down want some more She's so good with her stiletto While she searches for the vein She cuts you once, she cuts you twice But still you believe The wound is so fresh

Here comes the danger Here comes trouble Welcome the rasta youths Left, right, Jah soldiers a come Sent by the savior welcome the rasta youths I an I a start recruit soldiers fi Selassie-I army Welcome the savior You no haffi ask is who A the general

Now you know I spit, I spit in the eye I tear, I tear out my heart I stay unseen by the light I stay untold by the truth I'm sold by a lie By this I am able in all of my travels To make these memories quit

Well my devil won't let me out Well my devil won't (Fuck the law) As I maneuver through the streets A policeman and then the predeceased bodies of those who disagree (Like, fuck them all) I pray the soldiers get release The price of grief wasn't cheap

You don't want to see me make it no more since you ain't coming with me And when I'm riding through the city I don't need no soldiers with me 'Cause when I'm sliding on a nigga I don't need no co-defendant 'Cause I ain't looking out no more so you ain't

Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die Y’all, y’all remember me Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die At the way you’ll die Sold me out, taking change Told me your name, we had, all the lanes Held me down Last chance fancy pants, oh very