Текст песни Military Mind (Killa Tay) с переводом

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

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 fuck 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 fans thinkin I’m nuts

Pathetic visions til I finally touch, so let the world know

I declare war on the industry

I hope these Jews ain’t offended, but I’m AWOL, strictly independent

If you wanna sell rap you gotta buy it from us

Soundscan ain’t the truth, I know they lyin to us

It’s World War 3, ain’t nobody to trust

White man got a plan to see us all locked up

Instead of killin up yo own kind, focus yo mind

Check ya history, and see the signs, it’s Black Power

Ain’t no future in frontin hard, the young and heartless

Raised with thug methods, still subjected to the darkness

Nowhere to hide, I’m being stalked by my shadow

My spirit grow slow, but now I’m losin my homies

I see this picture white clear, ain’t no love in these streets

Release my anger from the past, now I’m finally complete

I’m in a different world, livin right, my life brand new

You better recognize the real before it happen to you

My point of view is just opinion, but I’m smarter than most

And G-o-d the main reason I believe in the ghost

I know my close folks feel me, cuz my prayers been workin

I see these haters livin jealous, on the sideline smirkin

I punish enemies, they remember me, no way to forget

Cross the system, become the victim of a Mafia hit

I split the chips with my labelmates, we ballin again

Discussin hustlin with the lunatic when he call from the pen

I declare war on the industry

I hope my homies ain’t offended, but I’m AWOL, strictly independent

If you wanna sell rap you gotta buy it from us

Soundscan ain’t the truth, I know they lyin to us

It’s World War 3, ain’t nobody to trust

White man got a plan to see us all locked up

Instead of killin up yo own kind, focus yo mind

Check ya history, and see the signs, it’s Black Power

I was dreamin but I swore I heard a voice yellin «wake up»

Tricked off half of my life, it’s time to make up

I’m walkin with the Lord, speakin from the Scriptures

Had my second son, but I lost another sister

To the dope game, believe me drugs kill

And my love’s real, so retrospect what a thug feel

I asked God to forgive my sins

And take the pain from my brain so I can live again

I know my grandmama spirit in me guidin me through

I know you hear them voices in ya head lyin to you

But what you see ain’t true, Lord knows we need help

Ain’t no knowledge being spread, all my people seek wealth

We ain’t lookin for ourself, tell me where the love at?

Daddy payin child support but momma hooked on dubb-sacks

Understand my anger, I ain’t no stranger to this danger

Orchestrate my clique, and it makes us a hazard

I declare war on the industry

I hope yo momma ain’t offended, but I’m AWOL, strictly independent

If you wanna sell rap you gotta buy it from us

Soundscan ain’t the truth, I know they lyin to us

It’s World War 3, ain’t nobody to trust

White man got a plan to see us all locked up

Instead of killin up yo own kind, focus yo mind

Check ya history, and see the signs, it’s Black Power

Yeah, we gotta understand

That it’s a white man’s job and plan

To infiltrate anything that the Black man does

Divide and conquer

We need unity, so stop killin up yo thug nations

And direct yo anger towards the real enemy

Ride or die