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

Hold me down, hold me down Knock me out, knock me out Saying that I want more, this is what I live for I sold my soul to a three-piece And he told me I was holy He's got me down on both knees But it's the devil that's tryna Sneaking out the back door,

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

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

Ooh everything that I told you Ooh you just smile and then you Kiss and tell Everything I say Stuck inside your little web Everybody wants to know, yeah Lips that lie Cover your track Sold me out and

In the muddy water we’re falling In the muddy water we’re crawling Holds me down Hold me now Sold me out I will come to you blind What you’ll see is the worst me

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

Take me home today The window opens I hear the toddling waves I think about the soldiers, I think about the interstates I would like to leave it all just for a week or two Maybe I'd see it in clarity, whatever I would see It's all so confusing, I don't

Ain't nobody got me like you do, my partners be like That’s your soldier your lil soldier (Girl) That’s why I'm riding out with you, I'll always be like That’s my soldier my lil soldier She hold it down and I pick it up We balling like a armor truck

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