journey through the terror
of this new era
mind blown subjugated to *******
every time i spit
a verse critics come to curse
soon to see the hearse
when my guns burst
open yo soul and let it flow
as i get a lift off my indo
no pretender
make enemies surrender
war strategist at heart
never fall part sticknthe game like darts
**** peace war is a necessity
who can get next to me
if im surrounded by real killaz?
mobbin' guerillas
drug dealers to cap. peelaz?
watch yo head now
step to the yosef
prepare to bow
down to the southern sound
fools all around
wanna see me drown
but my heads above the waters
rise through all the pain
and madness circlin my brain
how cani explain?
the worlds luxury and treachery
wrapped up all in one
got **** this aint the life i promised
federals funerals to criminals
is all i see all eyes on me
take a take trip throughy mind
ya realilty
but still i role out hard
ballad of a dead soulja


the more madness that scatters my brain
the more i make pain
scream at my foes with forty four
by the time i step through the door
down the corridors they'll be gore
yall can have the battles
but i win the war soar
pass *******
**** what these hypocrites
say about me they can quote me
in magazine but i gotta magazine
next to my ar fifteen
aimmin between ya shoulders til ya guillotine then transform on the scene
puff my green and let it meditate my peen
my team all get creams
headed for the ceiling never chillin'
i be the political villian
got them devils filming
me and gotta watch my moves
butnit dont matter
im coming for you fake Jews
i know you own everythang
but **** yo gangs
its the return of the black kang
assign me my throne
bow down *******
cuz the legacy is home
crawlin on fours
cuz i told ya
dry ya tears
death is here
cuz this ballad of a dead soulja

Someday, you'll be able to discover a box full of my unsent letters for you.
Each of them written carefully
Not just everyday
But every minute and every second
I missed you.
Sounds corny but that's the realilty
I cannot deny.

Someday you'll get to read all of it, for the first and the last time.
And during that moment, you'd think of me ******* my own self for your own sake.
For the sake of love.
You'll imagine me naked in front of you.
You'll imagine me making love with you again.
And by that time, you'd feel what I've felt.
The euphoria,
the bliss,
the confusion,
the melancholia,
the heartaches.
Then you'd assume I'm still the same me from before.
But you'd be mistaken.
Because like a snake, I change my skin every now and then.
Leaving them behind the lovers I had.
Leaving them behind every guy I met, and fell inlove with.
Leaving them behind, in the past.
Yours was different tho.
Because that old skin of mine,
I didn't leave with you and the past,
I buried it.
Hid it 6 feet below the ground.
I hid it for you to never see.
To never find.
Because I know the moment you'd read all of my unsent letters,
you'd feel a sense of guilt. You'll regret.
And I know you'll search for me.
You'll try to find me.
And yes you will find me.
But I'll never want to see you again
coming and running back with the hope of going back to the old 'us'.
Because that's never gonna happen
I won't let it happen.
Not anymore.

So when we'll meet again.
When we'll see each other again.
You'll meet the different version of me.
And you'd say, "you're no longer the same woman I loved".
Because I'm no longer the same version of me.
From before.
And for the very last time, you'd try to find that old version of me, that old skin.
You'd search for it.
But you'll never ever see it.
And we'll never be together
Ever again.

- Juju