Soldier To A General
Outlawz Lyrics


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[Napolean - Verse 1]
Yo, it's gettin colder with time, Thug rollers with rhymes
Gotta look out for the spineless, marchin with mines
Outlawz on the grind, in the back of my mind
Gotta watch out for the one-time all the time
Lot of fights on the block, so I walk with my glock
First head get hot, gettin shot on the spot
It's a sticky sitch-e-ation, tryin to duck to hatin
Fuckin with my family, I get worse than Satan
Turnin niggaz out, at a young age
It's what my life story's about, I ain't afraid
Turnin in the water, gaspin' for air
But I'm in the air at the same time, searchin for land
It's the life of a man, without no parents to call
Had to learn right and wrong when it's on, fuck all y'all
Walkin through the cemetery talkin to the dead
Conversation we gonna keep between us, heard what he said
Think about the niggaz that can't make it to see tomorrow
Left his family all alone cause he got hit by the lead
Drama on the streets is what the Outlawz fed
And if your ass get out of line, you got a price on your head

[Chorus - Young Noble]
I was born all alone, I'mma die all alone (yeah)
So I ride all alone, from a soldier to a general
I taught myself, went to court myself (uh-huh)
Made a choice, from a soldier to a general
A boy to a man, ain't nobody give a damn (fuck that!)
Live the streets without nobody, from a soldier to a general
We was raised around criminals, and played around criminals
The game of a criminal, from a soldier to a general

[Kastro - Verse 2]
I walk around with the weight of the world
Faith in my shotty since I made it my girl (love you)
Oh! Somebody save me please, I've been
Brought up amongst these scram blest thieves and
All they can show me is I fight with my muscle and (uh-huh)
I'd do anything for these stripes in the struggle and
Happiness is Hennessey, mixes, and bitches and I'm all about my riches
From a small time grinder to a timer am I
Scandalous mind is a constant reminder of the
Evil these men do, struggle contend you
Lord, what you got your boy all into
I must be mental, I must by psycho
Crazy deranged and my brains with a rifle
That's the price we pay to have life today
Will I have it any other way? No Way (oh)

[E.D.I. Mean - Verse 3]
Seems like my addiction to the streets been a life long one
I chose to wrong damn crease
See momma work her fingers to the bone to make me a happy home
But I chose the wrong, steppin out on my own
Intrigued by them big-league niggaz with the blow
See my first dead man as a kid in eighty-four
Seen crack come and turn bums to millionaires
Turn and die a bitch out, oh, and now she don't care
Something bought the ghetto in the Summer, make niggaz tougher
Niggaz die to be fresh, so we all turn to hustlas
Some stuck with it, some really couldn't fuck with it
Some trust the wrong, and now they gone
Them flowers for the dead, all the powers in my head
I give a fuck what them cowards said, I'm all about my bread
Struggle love to, huh, hustle ball to
From a soldier to a general, nigga you better let em through

Chorus

[Young Noble - Verse 4]
I grew up, like every other kid in the ghetto
Up the hill on my mountain bike, struggle to peddle
I was a freshman with no medals
But I earned my stripes
Wrong turns made me burn my life
Got a comment 'fore you walk soldier, follow the rules
Be a leader when I see you, don't follow the crew
There's only one way to live and one way to die
One way to fail and one way to try
My eyes bloodshot from the drugs on the block
And my thugs on the block got slugs for the cops
My moms loves my pops but she hurtin herself
Laid off, so she broke, not workin herself
On my own at fifteen, learnin the ropes quick
Had to eat so I hustled, turnin my coat quick




I ain't no shit, only how to be a criminal
But plan to expand from a soldier to a general

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Outlawz's song Soldier to a General reflect the struggles and harsh realities of life in the inner city. The verses each cover different aspects of this life, such as the constant fear of violence, the need to fend for oneself and the importance of family. The first verse, performed by Napolean, describes what it's like to live in a dangerous environment and the steps one must take to survive it. He talks about carrying a gun for protection and dealing with hostile neighbors. He also alludes to his troubled past, which involved turning to a life of crime early on due to a lack of parental guidance. The chorus, performed by Young Noble, deals with the loneliness and isolation that often come with this life. He speaks of being born and dying alone and raps about moving from being just a soldier to becoming a general one day. Kastro's verse covers the weight of carrying the world on one's shoulders and the kinds of people one has to deal with in the struggle to succeed. Finally, E.D.I. Mean's verse deals with addiction and the various temptations of street life, such as drugs and fast money.


Overall, the song is a tribute to those who struggle to get ahead and survive in tough environments, as well as an ode to the internal strength that helps people push through all obstacles.



Line by Line Meaning

Yo, it's gettin colder with time, Thug rollers with rhymes
The environment is getting harsher and the rappers have to be tougher.


Gotta look out for the spineless, marchin with mines
They must beware of weak individuals who may betray them.


Outlawz on the grind, in the back of my mind
The Outlawz are working hard to achieve their goals, and it's always on Napoleon's mind.


Gotta watch out for the one-time all the time
They must be vigilant and look out for the police at all times.


Lot of fights on the block, so I walk with my glock
There are many conflicts on the streets, so Napoleon carries a gun for protection.


First head get hot, gettin shot on the spot
The situation can escalate quickly and result in violence.


It's a sticky sitch-e-ation, tryin to duck to hatin
The situation is complicated and they have to avoid those who hate them.


Fuckin with my family, I get worse than Satan
They have strong loyalty to their family, and anyone who hurts them will face severe consequences.


Turnin niggaz out, at a young age
They became involved in the criminal lifestyle at an early age.


It's what my life story's about, I ain't afraid
Their life story is one of criminality, and they are not afraid to take risks.


Turnin in the water, gaspin' for air
They feel like they are drowning and struggling to survive.


But I'm in the air at the same time, searchin for land
They are trying to stay afloat while searching for a way out of their situation.


It's the life of a man, without no parents to call
They had to navigate their upbringing without parental support.


Had to learn right and wrong when it's on, fuck all y'all
They had to learn the difference between right and wrong on their own, without help from others.


Walkin through the cemetery talkin to the dead
They feel like they are surrounded by death and it's always on their mind.


Conversation we gonna keep between us, heard what he said
They have conversations with the dead that they keep secret from others.


Think about the niggaz that can't make it to see tomorrow
They realize that their lifestyle puts them at risk of dying young.


Left his family all alone cause he got hit by the lead
They understand the pain of losing loved ones to violence.


Drama on the streets is what the Outlawz fed
They contributed to the violent atmosphere of the streets.


And if your ass get out of line, you got a price on your head
Anyone who crosses them or the gang will face consequences.


I was born all alone, I'mma die all alone (yeah)
They feel alone in the world and expect to die alone.


So I ride all alone, from a soldier to a general
They have moved up the ranks from a simple soldier to a leader.


I taught myself, went to court myself (uh-huh)
They had to learn how to navigate the legal system on their own.


Made a choice, from a soldier to a general
They made a conscious decision to become a leader.


A boy to a man, ain't nobody give a damn (fuck that!)
They had to grow up fast and take responsibility for themselves.


Live the streets without nobody, from a soldier to a general
They had to make their own way in life, without help from others.


We was raised around criminals, and played around criminals
They grew up in an environment where criminal behavior was the norm.


The game of a criminal, from a soldier to a general
They learned the ways of a criminal and rose to the top.


I walk around with the weight of the world
Kastro feels the burden of the world on his shoulders.


Faith in my shotty since I made it my girl (love you)
He has deep affection for his gun and relies on it for protection.


Oh! Somebody save me please, I've been
He feels overwhelmed and in need of help.


Brought up amongst these scram blest thieves and
He was raised in an environment where thievery was common.


All they can show me is I fight with my muscle and (uh-huh)
He has only seen violence as a way to resolve conflicts.


I'd do anything for these stripes in the struggle and
He is willing to do anything to earn his place in the hierarchy.


Happiness is Hennessey, mixes, and bitches and I'm all about my riches
He finds pleasure in material possessions, partying, and women.


From a small time grinder to a timer am I
He started from small beginnings but has grown into a successful criminal.


Scandalous mind is a constant reminder of the
His corrupt thoughts are a constant presence in his mind.


Evil these men do, struggle contend you
He struggles with the evil and immoral behavior of others.


Lord, what you got your boy all into
He questions why God allowed him to get caught up in this lifestyle.


I must be mental, I must by psycho
He realizes that his behavior and thoughts are abnormal.


Crazy deranged and my brains with a rifle
He feels like he is losing his mind and is dangerous with a gun.


That's the price we pay to have life today
He acknowledges the risks and sacrifices he has made to survive.


Will I have it any other way? No Way (oh)
He accepts his life as it is and wouldn't change it.


Seems like my addiction to the streets been a life long one
E.D.I. Mean has been drawn to the streets since a young age.


I chose to wrong damn crease
He made poor decisions that put him on the wrong path.


See momma work her fingers to the bone to make me a happy home
He is aware of the sacrifices his mother made to provide a stable home.


But I chose the wrong, steppin out on my own
He made choices that hurt his family and went down his own path.


Intrigued by them big-league niggaz with the blow
He was interested in the glamorous life of drug dealers.


See my first dead man as a kid in eighty-four
He witnessed violent death at a young age.


Seen crack come and turn bums to millionaires
He saw people go from homelessness to riches due to drug dealing.


Turn and die a bitch out, oh, and now she don't care
He has seen women become hardened and apathetic after being in the criminal lifestyle.


Something bought the ghetto in the Summer, make niggaz tougher
There is something about the summer in the ghetto that brings out the worst in people.


Niggaz die to be fresh, so we all turn to hustlas
People are willing to risk their lives to buy lavish clothing, so they turn to crime.


Some stuck with it, some really couldn't fuck with it
Some people are cut out for the criminal lifestyle, while others are not.


Some trust the wrong, and now they gone
Some people put their trust in the wrong individuals and paid the price.


Them flowers for the dead, all the powers in my head
He is haunted by the memory of those who died and feels the weight of the world on his shoulders.


I give a fuck what them cowards said, I'm all about my bread
He doesn't care what others say, as long as he can earn money.


Struggle love to, huh, hustle ball to
He has learned to thrive in the midst of struggle and competition.


From a soldier to a general, nigga you better let em through
He has worked his way up from a simple soldier to a leader and expects to be respected.




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