Militant - Joe Blow, The Jacka, Bo Strangles

Its 5am and I’m just gettin' in

And never once did u ask where I been

Just asked me did I eat, got my shoes off my feet

Been gone bout a week and I still ain’t sleep

I was in Fort Wayne, I was in Naptown

I was in KC, Chi Town and the D

But I’m from The Bay you know the P and the Rich

And you ain’t up in the streets if u can’t remember me

All I wish is death to all my enemies

And I pray that these shells don’t ever enter me

Just tryin' to stay clean got everythin' I dreamed

Bout to be a millionaire in this life I meant to (?)

Father John from the stars got dirt on his wings

I returned (?)

Now I mingle with the stars, new home, new cars

Its the life of great (?) but we’ve never seem free

You should probably mix-a-lot if you’ve never seen (?)

Feel like a astronaut when I’m in a mean B

All the knowledge that I got, hope that my queen sees

Got fans overseas and never been on TV

Act like you forgot, one day you’ll need me

When I’m on top with the world underneath

Outside its a storm kept warm under Minks

Just trying to perform every song I release

Just look at the form of every real nigga face

When they listen to The Jack (?)

Especially when we crack when straps release

Fuck the radio, convicts ask for these