If I could take it all back...
I never would've signed on the dotted line...
for the so-called Armed Forces...
Cause thats just what we was...ARMED FORCES

All the doors I kicked in, bodies I attained...
And it was all for what? Nothing.
Theirs a lot of folks I'm unable to apologise to...
Guess I'll just have to make amends in the end.

Check it..

Kevlar,
Body protection,
shotties is flexin,
shell fire both ways,
inspires the most,
trained suppliers wit toast,
aim and fire at close,
Range hit wit precision,
Until he quites in submission,
Its Cuz//
Young, black, gifted wit wisdom,
territorial,
Just wit the nigga, whatchu mean be at the memorial, DAMN!
Whatchu know about that!
*Big "HEAD" Will Rest In Peace, we brothas fa life dawg,*
YO!
I take a hit of the sess, let it sit in my chest,
Then escape to the nearest 'jects, where I fit wit the rest,
spit wit finesse, politic wit the niggas I left,
Christian and pep(si), Redskins, Mitchell & Ness//
"Yo where you been?" I hear on the reg',
In combat, bomb traps,
Kick in the door,
Viscious valore,
grippin the saw,
(http://www.army.mil/fact_files_site/m-249_saw/index.html)
Spittin at all in attempts to diminish the squad,
intent of sendin niggas to God in continuous form//
I'm home, but I'm still a victim to odds,
Cadillac, law, rearview, pissin me off!,
"You know what I'm stoppin you for?", as I puff a cigar,
"Cause I'm sittin on 24's, and you prolly was bored"//
Highly adored, the Terrapin, reppin Maryland,
Try to absorb the derelict,
Better tele-friend and find a resort,
close to the nearest state, I'll be spittin in,
See me gettin spins on a station where english isn't in//

Off Duty, Police'll still appear wit the gats,
so even at peace be prepared to attack,
cause even a sheep can appear from the back,
an apparel of gats,
I used to sleep wit the heat,
The shit just made me feel more relaxed//
Attatched like a Coat and a Hat,
Been in situations you couldn't,
remotely adapt,
compulsive react//
It was never supposed to be that,
Endeavors got him wonderin where was his rosary at,
Barretta got it under the Leatha,
approachin me wack is the wrong move,
Gave him a perminent LEAN BACK,
it was different from what the song proved...
In a position where christians ofton resolve through,
scriptures,
but in my case penmanship was the mogul(pernounced maw-gule)//
In it since I was small duke, love for the art,
see me spittin out on the block, or, up in the park,
Somethin to spark and I'm touchin ya heart,
a slain city,
I happen to take a portion apart,
Its pain in me..