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J. Cole, Bas & 6LACK
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Soldier's song, marching on, on Hoping to see home If I die, before I See your smile, just one more time Sometimes I question whether this shit matters Puttin' substance into something and the world's so used to instant gratification I found this instrumental on my phone while on vacation Ib sent it a year ago or so I probably heard it before, but slept on it, you know? Shit don't always connect as soon as you press play At times you gotta step away, do some livin' Let time provide a new prescription, give a truer vision I dibble dabble in a few religions My homie constantly telling me 'bout Quran, puttin' me on I read a few pages and recognize the wisdom in it But I ain't got the discipline for stickin' with it Now I'm on the way to London, got a show for seven digits I'm wonderin' just when did I become my biggest critic? I wanna be my biggest fan like how I was when didn't nobody know my jams Today my son said, "Dad, let go my hand" Reminded me one day he's gonna be his own man And my job is to make sure he's equipped I gotta make sure he not no bitch 'cause niggas bound to try him If I said I was the toughest growin' up, I would be lyin' I had, a fear of gettin' punched while everybody eyein’ Add to that a constant fear of dyin' By gunshot wound, the other violent type of endings I kept a tough demeanor on the surface but was mostly just pretendin' Luckily my bluff was workin' way more often than that But sometimes a nigga pulled my card, tryna expose me for a fraud And with my reputation at stake, I was scufflin' just to save face Couple wins, couple losses Some broken up too quick to call it My last scrap was with Puff Daddy, who would've thought it? I bought that nigga album in seventh grade and played it so much You would've thought my favorite rapper was Puff Back then I ain't know shit, now I know too much Ignorance is bliss and innocence is just ignorance before it's introduced to currency and clips Or bad licks that have a nigga servin' three to six, shit Soldier's song, marching on, on Hoping to see home If I die, before I See your smile, just one more time Soldiers song I could be one and lean on Time will right the wrongs Won't be long How can we grow any closer? How can we grow any closer? How can we grow any closer? How can we grow any closer? Something inside of me's tryna crawl up to the surface Something is suddenly smothering, stopping me, stubbornly gettin' his way, way, way, way Drowning out the wave (Drowning out) I've got a reason to believe that I'll turn out just fine Soldiers song Lord, please guide our steps Watch us, cover us So that every move we make is in alignment of your will Your purpose, please, fill us with Your spirit Keep us forever in the present For presence makes the strongest fathers Teach us how to lead Show us how to love
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