A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier
 作词 : Pharrell Williams/Chad Hugo/Shawn Carter
 作曲 : Pharrell Williams/Chad Hugo/Shawn Carter
 This here's a ballad for all the fallen soldiers (This ain't music)
 I'm 'bout to show you how a hustler's life (This is life man)
 And a soldier's life parallel
 And the one thing they got in common is a mother's pain
 (Forget about music for a second)
 Picture a split screen (Forget musicians)
 On one side, you got a hustler getting ready for the block
 (Human beings)
 Other side (People)
 You got a soldier getting ready for boot camp (It's life)
 They're both at war, stay with us
 Did you ever notice, before you blink
 Life goes fast?
 So don't you worry, about what you see
 It will pass
 You lost him mama, the war's calling him
 Feel it's his duty to fall in line with all of them
 He's a soldier
 Rose through the ranks as the head of your household
 Now it's time to provide bank, like he's supposed to
 Now just remember why he's gone 'til November
 It's part of him growing up
 His shirt soaks up your tears as he holds ya
 Your heart beating so fast, speeding his pulse up
 Yeah, I know it sucks, life ain't all rosebuds
 A couple of speed bumps, you gotta take your lumps
 Off to boot camp, the world's facing terror
 Bin Laden been happening in Manhattan
 Crack was anthrax back then, back when
 Police was Al'Qaeda to black men
 While I was out there hustling, sinning with no religion
 He was off to war, killing for a living
 Did you ever notice, before you blink
 Life goes fast?
 So don't you worry, about what you see
 It will pass
 Days turn to nights, nights turn to years
 Years turn to "How the **** we make it in here?"
 My barracks average couple fights a day
 Get you locked in a hole, won't see the light of day
 And I feel like I'm just writing my life away
 I never thought shit could end up quite this way
 There's a war going on outside no man is safe from
 I'm here for the good fight, only the fakes run
 I'm here for the purple heart, if I can't take one
 For my team or my siblings, what's my reason for living?
 I love my niggas more than anything else
 This war's about my family, me needing the wealth
 You don't understand how useless as men we felt
 'Til you become a five-star general
 Shout out to my niggas that's locked in jail
 P.O.Ws that's still in the war for real, for real
 Did you ever notice, before you blink
 Life goes fast?
 So don't you worry, about what you see
 It will pass
 Your baby boy is getting grown
 So your baby boy is moving on
 (I've gotta chase it) I'm gon' chase it
 (And I'm gon' make it, yeah) I'ma make it
 Your baby boy is getting grown
 So your baby boy is moving on
 (I'm gonna make it) I'm gon' make it
 (Even if I gotta chase it) You gotta take it
 Woo, yeah
 Mama say a prayer, your son's becoming a man
 This war's taxing to him like Uncle Sam
 He ain't gon' always make the right choice, understand
 Every choice that he make, he make 'em for his fam
 It's death before dishonor
 And if he's gone, you should honor his memory
 Don't cry, we all gon' die eventually
 But if he's locked in the penitentiary, send him some energy
 They all winners to me, what's up Emory?
 Did you ever notice, before you blink
 Life goes fast?
 So don't you worry, about what you see
 It will pass
 Yeah, DJ Clue, Desert Storm
 The Blueprint, Part Two
 Time for bonus coverage, c'mon