Тональность: F major•
Verse 1
F
I am a universal soldier walkin'
in the path of the Math
After the aftermath I'm a still be
a soldier in america's blood bath
Look at it thru the wrath of a universal
soldier you could never monitor my
Craft
I am not a graft I am a original soldier
walkin' in the path of the Math
Verse 2
F
Now You're gettin' outside
yourself boy
you're gettin outside yourself is
That right
You're gettin' outside yourself boy you're
gettin' outside yourself uh huh
You're gettin' outside yourself boy you're
gettin' outside yourself uh 1 2
Verse 3
F
You're gettin' outside yourself boy you're
gettin' outside yourself ooh
Verse 4
F
Well I scrapes the neighbourhoods lookin'
for odd jobs
It's hard livin' like God in
a world full of bobs
John doe's and jacks joe's
and mary mack's
I guess babylon wasn't made
for blacks now was it
Well it doesn't really matter does it
Cause it be dependin' on the who what
why's and the whereabouts
Bb
And I'm a nigga that the
F
world don't care about
Mr outsider
It's all about bein' a fighter
Bb
F
Use the guide to open up your
mind a little wider
My mellow my ace
Movin' from place to place all
a nigga want is a taste
Working on the docks wearin' a smock
C
F
I clock in I clock out about 5 o'clock
I keeps a calm disposition
So I won't arouse suspicion
But then I know what you're
wishin'
That you could put a bullet in my head
plate w out all that
red tape
And lead me straight to the
grave
You're either a slave or Jesus
got you saved
Or you don't know how to behave
but you're brave
A mixed up African w a fingerwave
And the load ain't gettin' no lighter
Even though I'm in it to win it I'm
C
F
still a outsider
Interlude 1
F
Verse 5
F
Well back in the days they told
me hip hop pays
So I says I strays aways
from L.A.'s average
Cause C.k- in' and B.k- in'* was bein' a savage
(* refering to Crips and Bloods
Maybe?)
And M.C.- in' and DJ- in' was
bringin' the cabbage
Now it ain't like a nigga talking
hella late in the game
I'm talkin '80 ace deuce
Nobody think about truce
No Menace no Boys In The Hood no Juice
It was more like Coolie[sp] High and
niggas truly die like they do
When I found out you got
to choose your path I knew
Not red and blue
The blackness is true
My tactics was new
That's when the practice grew and I flew
I wanted to be a rapper
so simple and plain
From Los Angeles city of the big
bang theory
Where everyone is leery
Now a whole mess of MC's fear me
But it's important everybody hear me
As I tell you about the unwanted man
who got blunted and took what he can
And he ran
From city to city and town to town
Bouncin' around like he's
about to blow the world up
Cause his mind's not dormant
anymore his door's ajar
Eb
F
And his jar's full of somethin'
else
Now everyone knows that scarecrows
w velcro hair
ain't real
Yeah
But if your psyche is likely
to be spilled
Ain't no tellin'
You'll be sailin' across
the seas like Magellan
Way out your range and since I don't speak
greek stranger
I'm a (?let me?) give it to you
in layman's terms so you'll learn
I paid the piper I'm gon' pick the tune
But I don't listen to music like that
So
Verse 6
F
Bb
You're gettin' outside yourself boy
F
you're gettin outside yourself - is that
Eb
Right
F
You're gettin' outside yourself boy
you're gettin' outside yourself - uh huh
Bb
F
You're gettin' outside yourself boy you're
gettin' outside yourself - uh 1 2
Verse 7
F
You better run and hide yourself boy
cause you can't provide for self
Verse 8
That's what doin' it is all about right
Bb
F
Inside outside inside outside
That's what doin' it is all about
Verse 9
F
Now I'm a outsider but not like ponyboy
I'm Aceyaloney boy
And I transcend
?w both hands
in?
Eb
And I transfer the answer from w in
F
And I strain and I gain the strength
to bust a blood vessel
As my dirty thoughts mudwrestle in my
head muscle
You got your lucky charm I know you
believe in warlocks
You better be keepin' you door
locked and bolted
Say praise the lord as I raise the
sword and revolted
Psychological warfare for the holy
Smoke your last bowl- y
Your little ship a capsizes
your rap dies slowly
C
F
Got a good old fashion passion for
smashin' what they built
W no guilt
At full tilt
At full speed
At full blast
Comin' full circle on that ass
I'm the idealistic realistic
mystic from the past
Bb
That just gets more in telligent
F
Don't risk it I'm fast
Better get involved don't know how the world
revolves and evolves
And solve all that you can solve
before your mind dissolves
Now who kilt (killed) this lion? curiosity
Now why's the black man dyin'?
it's an atrocity
Does history really repeat
itself or is it phophecy?
Bb
F
So until I leave my physical shell
there ain't no stoppin' me
Cause I paid the piper
I'm gon' pick the tune
But I don't listen to music like that
C
F
So
Outro 1
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F
Eb
F
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