Tekst:
Once about a time there was a kid
Who didn’t have a bicycle or a car that skid
Only thing he had was pat and turner
He didn’t know the future but the lesson to learn-ah
Way to get started in the music biz
Just listen to the story as I tell it like it is
I was a youngster from east junior high school
Who thought somebody with adidas sweat-shirt was cool
It symbolized somethin, but I don’t know
I wanted to be down really really bad so
I asked one of my best friends derek mangareu
"c’mon man can I be down can I be down witcha crew? "
He had one by the name of masters of control
I wanted to be down, so I could play the role
He said, "no you’re not good enough we have ours mark"
I went home and sat in the room with no lights in the dark
And this is gonna be a rough rendezvous
And that’s why I sing this song to you
I’m a lonely soldier yeah
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
I got a little older, three years to be exact
When a crew named midnight express gave me a crack
It consist of one mc and two dj’s
And the way kevin d cut had me amazed
It was like I just joined the lakers
Or even rock steady or the new york city breakers
I was in 11th grade, at ? ? high
They was sayin they was sayin hey what’s wrong with this guy
Because all he do, is bang on tables and mumble
And doin music with his mouth like a band ensemble
Or the human beatbox wasn’t thought about
And the teachers they thought I was crazy without a doubt
I guess they didn’t understand what I was comin from
Since I was into mc’n, they thought I was dumb
Then there was a teacher by the name of ms k parke
Since I was good at rememberin numbers she said I was smart
But that don’t got nothin to do with this rendezvous
And that’s why I sing this song to you!
I’m a lonely soldier yeah
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
I was a walkin son of a gun before the day I begun
I’ma tell you how it started, from day one
Well me, I lived in >? ? <, they lived in ci
I was ambitious and devoted til the day I’d die
I used to get on fair islip, take the s-42
Get off at bunanan street, and go to the house of the crew
I would walk from ci, to bay shore
Just to see if I really had the rhymes galore
I’d go to house parties here, go to house parties there
Walk the ? ? ? ? pants off my derriere
Like if I was david carridine who played "kung fu"
Who would walk from china to japan without a shoe
Hummin beats, sayin rhymes, kept me goin
From givin up or bein crazy, or just stop flowin
My teachers and parents said, I should just stop
Just go to army go to college get a job witcha pops? !
I can’t take no more of this rendezvous
And that’s why I sing this song to you!
I’m a lonely soldier yeah
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
I’m a lonely soldier
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
Who didn’t have a bicycle or a car that skid
Only thing he had was pat and turner
He didn’t know the future but the lesson to learn-ah
Way to get started in the music biz
Just listen to the story as I tell it like it is
I was a youngster from east junior high school
Who thought somebody with adidas sweat-shirt was cool
It symbolized somethin, but I don’t know
I wanted to be down really really bad so
I asked one of my best friends derek mangareu
"c’mon man can I be down can I be down witcha crew? "
He had one by the name of masters of control
I wanted to be down, so I could play the role
He said, "no you’re not good enough we have ours mark"
I went home and sat in the room with no lights in the dark
And this is gonna be a rough rendezvous
And that’s why I sing this song to you
I’m a lonely soldier yeah
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
I got a little older, three years to be exact
When a crew named midnight express gave me a crack
It consist of one mc and two dj’s
And the way kevin d cut had me amazed
It was like I just joined the lakers
Or even rock steady or the new york city breakers
I was in 11th grade, at ? ? high
They was sayin they was sayin hey what’s wrong with this guy
Because all he do, is bang on tables and mumble
And doin music with his mouth like a band ensemble
Or the human beatbox wasn’t thought about
And the teachers they thought I was crazy without a doubt
I guess they didn’t understand what I was comin from
Since I was into mc’n, they thought I was dumb
Then there was a teacher by the name of ms k parke
Since I was good at rememberin numbers she said I was smart
But that don’t got nothin to do with this rendezvous
And that’s why I sing this song to you!
I’m a lonely soldier yeah
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
I was a walkin son of a gun before the day I begun
I’ma tell you how it started, from day one
Well me, I lived in >? ? <, they lived in ci
I was ambitious and devoted til the day I’d die
I used to get on fair islip, take the s-42
Get off at bunanan street, and go to the house of the crew
I would walk from ci, to bay shore
Just to see if I really had the rhymes galore
I’d go to house parties here, go to house parties there
Walk the ? ? ? ? pants off my derriere
Like if I was david carridine who played "kung fu"
Who would walk from china to japan without a shoe
Hummin beats, sayin rhymes, kept me goin
From givin up or bein crazy, or just stop flowin
My teachers and parents said, I should just stop
Just go to army go to college get a job witcha pops? !
I can’t take no more of this rendezvous
And that’s why I sing this song to you!
I’m a lonely soldier yeah
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
I’m a lonely soldier
Many miles from home
With a heart that’s heavy
And with a will that’s strong
