Released on December 13, 2011

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[Intro]

Soldier boy

Oh, my little soldier boy

I'll be true to—

Shut the fuck up


[Verse 1]

I never stop thinkin', so the rappin' never stoppin'

I don't aim to make a racket but I'll ball with a topspin

No one can match the length that I run

Check the hurdles lately that I've been mothafuckin' hoppin'

Kids like your drop before your album ever drops in

But y'all better check the time

I mean, you better watch it like a wrist

Killin' it with every rhyme, I don't care who watchin' this

This is the code that I live by

Guns spittin' bullets but I get so much ammunition

Soon they gon' refill the magazine, at least that's what they wishin'

Create a mess in my kitchen then throw away the dishes

I spit about my own fuckin' life

I don't ever gotta cater to what you fuckers like

This is my passion and I spit to my own mic

Sit with methbombs in class but all I wanna do is write

Freedom of speech is my fuckin' right (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

So just like everything, it's use it or lose it

If I wanna change my content, it's my choice to move it

I got a voice layer 'fraid of the power

If it was my choice, I'd turn this year into an hour

They just scared of what would happen if I got to the top

Would I stay there? Would I let it all drop?

Back down and hit their heads that didn't believe

No longer locked out

People yellin', "Yo, who gave this kid the key?"


[Chorus]

It's the code that I live by

I'm real so it's a question of how not why

It's just the code that I live by

This is an endeavor for future, so this is do-or-die

It's the code that I live by

Do-do-do-do-do-or-die (Yeah)

Do-do-do-or-die

Do-do-do-do-or-doe


[Bridge]

[?] another one of those gangster hits


[Verse 2]

Yo, but maybe I'm not that good

'Cause I ain't from the mothafuckin' hood

Maybe I'll stop rappin' and see if it does me any good

Cut the music, cut the music—

Mmmm, mm-mm

—Nah, I can't take the silence

The music and the melody got too many words behind it

I'm on fire and I need a fuckin' vent

I wanna be the face even Alzheimer's can't forget, haha

Life ain't about no rainbows

Gasoline dribbled on the mothafuckin' pavement

The road's gotten rough, only the truth can pave it

Hip-hop's a mess and for some reason, I got the need to save it

Put the success on my math test and watch the teacher grade it

Y'all gonna be surprised when I actually make it

But this is who I am

And I never ever fuckin' change it


[Chorus]

It's just the code that I live by

I'm real so it's a question of how not why

It's just the, it's just the— (Yeah)

It's just the code that I live by

This is an endeavor for the future, so this is do-or-die

It's just the, it's just the— (Yeah)

Do-or-die

It's just the code that I live by

Do-do-do-do, it's do-or-die (Yeah, yeah)

It's just the code that I live by