Quelle Chris
G.I. Soul
[Intro]
G.I
G.I., fly

[Verse 1]
Hey, men came from planets, n***as from plantations
Lyrics from experiences, samples from creations
Cop my bones at two lous
Cinnamon whiskey, two brews
Tether that came from my pops, as many of my habits do prove
I'm glad he won’t show [?] style
But a gamma ray kodak smile
A soldier for this rap life
Why am I Mr Gunshots
Like roadblock, hold up
Don't call me Chris, that ain't my name, though
Government-issued girl scouts born on government neglect and fronto
That my man rolled
Get my Obama checks that the government owes us ten fold
For fighting the urge to ride out to the ’burbs and rob their kinfolk
It's simple
This part of my government-issued hate that they pay us first
They pay us first

[Chorus]
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
[Verse 2]
Inalienable rights makes me an alien on sight
They chartin' my birth, heart and my height stars (Stars)
They watchin' for the wrong record
Not the one I'm slavin' to write (Slavin' to write)
I'm a n***a, punishable for not even singin’ it right (N***a)
Go figure (Go figure)
Rappers more likely to have illegitimate kids (Illegitimate kids)
Tax deficits, bids (Tax deficits, bids)
Lucky to live as long as professional athletes
Flashing cameras on Black man who’s cuffed in back seats (Back seats)
Makes good programming for have-nots and little latch keys (For have-nots and little latch keys)
It's how they get you, it’s too intricate to add insult
They sprinkle crack on them raps to make it more official
Print you, index-point pin you to that grid they scan you into (Into)
Locked down (Locked down)
Mental (Mental)
Government Issue, you're forced to take no care and well care
We foster wards of the State farm with no portion or plate
Call Heavenly Father for what big brother done made
He constantly reminds me I'm the son
Sun ray (Sun ray)

[Outro]
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul
Your G.I. on your soul