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Intro 1
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Verse 1
I used to be a mobster
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Buf falo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
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I used to be a mobster burning
Verse 2
down the block
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Don't judge a book by the cover
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Everything will be in this
world is your brother
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When I lost the fun ? uncover
Ancient words that teach me to love ya!
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So we burn to return to the mother
And we yearn to unlearn all they
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told ya about yourself
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Who you are, what you should be,
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I'm gonna be free leave
Verse 3
Shouts through the sky, look out to the night
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Feel alright!
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Stars burn bright, I like the moonlight
Verse 4
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster burn
This knife I'm burying and
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I'm out like the Bedouin
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a monster
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a monster
Verse 6
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I went running away to the cave
Went in a slave and came out all flames
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I went running away for the hills
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Back to my roots and I'm running still
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But now I'm running to
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Found my place and what it means
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Find yourself and no one else
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You have to leave it up to me,
Interlude 1
leave it up to me!
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Verse 7
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
With this knife I'm burying and
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I know I'm not a rasta
Verse 8
I used to be a mobster
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I shot the sheriff, the DA,
Sorry Al Sharpton I don't
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Maybe I'll stop talking about guns
When you talk about the funds
that they cut for the youth
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Let's cut to the truth,
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ain't enough for the youth
So tell me how you judge me til you're
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stuck in the shoes, man!
Where the Congressmen,
They're thinking about their green,
not the color of the President?
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This is just a relevance,
survival is the sentiment
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Narcotics is the only way you know
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They say that we are in a post Obama era
Well exactly what that mean? you
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Does it mean that the rich are gonna
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finally start to share up
Re- proportion the wealth and make
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Asking God "why do poor people suffer"
but now I'm such a hypocrite,
The Rolls Royce mufflers.
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In the gutters nobody never loved us
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I am just the result of pain and hunger!
Verse 9
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
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I used to be a mobster burning up the block
Outro 1
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