Yo, this goes out to all my wild style ladies Respect yourselves and stop pumpin' out babies And also to my brothers who keep thinkin' they're men Yet it seems to me the're actin' more like Man's best friend Yo, I never knew that I would write this like But if my Father's the light than I inherit brightness We all people; black, white or brown we all equal Livin' the same world waiting for the sequel I write what my heart speaks threw my pen leask Lyrics that are obstacles to make us reach peaks Like women, never put no man in place of God 'cause then you're sinnin' And you know how hard it is for us to repent, I've been sent TO Tell y'all just exactly what God meant, When he quoted scripture Write it down take a picture, so you could take it witcha And let my lyrics change you when they hitcha, yeah CHORUS: Why we always get caught up playin' That same ol' game. Still playin' that same ol' game, still playin That same ol' game. All aboard the train, we're leavin' tonight. Gonna set things straigt, gonna make Everything alright yeah The thing that I do would only take a king to puruse Never flirtin' with the physical only my mind and mental This world, an instrumental, my life became the pencil, The paper is the days that gone by. I write with inspiration, with love for every nation. Yes, the hypnotic, Portuguese, Neurotic From a land where they understand a man is symbolic The soul's really what controls where everybody started And where everybody's going to and up Got lost in the dark because you didn't care enough About the light, a vision that persuades me to write A vision that persuades me to keep it shining Bright for the Lord Never go no where without my sword This train could leave at anytime y'all better all aboard Whether livin' day to day, or livin' heart to heart beat A true Souljah suffers agony but never sees defeat CHORUS A yo, we all roll the dice in thie game of life Father forgive me for my sins even when I did 'em twice. Even when I did 'em 3 times, the 4th and the 5th Never through I'd be the one you'd blessed with the gift And I'm overwhelmed by it, but I must admit That every time I grab the mic I never hesitate to spit And if you wanna test God then do it 'm just gonna warn you son, I been thorugh it And to my fine ladies, how you doin'? Open your eyes and your mind what you doin'