Fallen One Songtext
von Basic Vocab

Yo, this one go out
To all my dogs in the field
Doing their thing
Doing it the best way they can
All the good niggas
Who seem to be the worst ones
In the public′s eyes, but you know
We still ride

'Round the globe, young soldier on the road, hold your head high
Fighting a war on terrorism just to get by
Young soldier on the street, keep your head straight


Drug hustling, guns, it′s tough to contemplate
And both battles come with fallen ones
Live by the gun
And witness dark days like the falling sun
Any circumstance in the Middle East
Is like the urban city beef
'Cept the black turban and bald caps is cold teeth
With skill like a thief in the night
Always picking a fight
From the rugged mountain terrain to hot concrete

Young kids is feeling the pain with blood in the street
Until my dog who left his family back
To put it on in Iraq

Victim of a roadside bomb attack

Lost father, lost husband, and lost son
But never lost in memories of a fallen son

I said you only got one life
Live every day like it was your last
Memories, reflections of the past
Give thanks for what you have
Don't take a second for granted
′Cause today may be your last day standing
I said you only got one life
Live every day like it was your last
Memories, reflections of the past

Give thanks for what you have
Don′t take a second for granted
'Cause today may be your last day standing


Check it out, yo
On the island of Jamaica

A kid gets his green card
Destination US as he leaves his yard
To leave his fam was hard
But he had to take the step
First set up base in Miami
Then later fought for the rest
With that in mind
A beacon of hope he did shine
Hard on the grind

Juggled two jobs at a time
That shit became monotonous quick

Struggling to make the ends meet
Had to send money home
And at times he couldn′t eat
Plus the spiritual defeat
The vanities of this land corrupted
The inner man, the light dims in the distance
One of the things he now covets
He's a shorty who he′d like to attain

Pockets lacked depth, has to refrain
Replies, "F this, I gotta up my game
This 525 shit, I gotta up my game"

Booked the first ticket on a plane
To a city where they show brothers love

He embraced it, ran with the thugs

Opportunities soon showed a face
Time to get money
Hopped in the rat race

Time he didn't waste
Heard from a shout that he was making money silly
Sold the illy in Philly
And earned the title Don Gorgon Big Willie
The race changed its course
′Cause money comes up short
Two cats lay dead now
'Cause money came up short

His hand he had to force
They tried to play him, yo, they thought he was soft
Money was lost and their lives paid the cost
For every action there's a reaction
Yo, they came back blasting
It was sick and was over before it happened
Two shots to the dome, he lies dead in the street
Mom gets the news that her only son′s deceased

Shocked from disbelief
Her beacon light shines no more
She can′t believe
Now a mother grieves on Christmas Eve

This goes out to my man Murphy P

Rest in peace, one love

I said you only got one life
Live every day like it was your last
Memories, reflections of the past
Give thanks for what you have
Don't take a second for granted
′Cause today may be your last day standing
I said you only got one life
Live every day like it was your last
Memories, reflections of the past

Give thanks for what you have
Don't take a second for granted
′Cause today may be your last day standing

I said you only got one life
Live every day like it was your last
Memories, reflections of the past
Give thanks for what you have
Don't take a second for granted
′Cause today may be your last day standing

It's real out here