Britney, (break me off, OHHHH) Toy soldier Britney, (break me off, OHHHH) Toy soldier Britney, (break me off, OHHHH) Toy soldier Britney, (break me off, OHHHH) Toy soldier
I’m out the door, its automatic, simple babe (why you wanna do that to me) I’m like a fire, bottle bustin in your face (why you wanna do that to me) So tired of you bein up in my space, (what you gonna do with that) How much more can I take Im tired of privates driving need a general that ain’t me
When I shut the door leaving with my bag Hit the scene in my new wagon Bet he gon wish he knew the type of fun im gettin into Peek a boo are you good? Doin’ things you wish you could Lips not talkin, hes just walkin’ Like dem city boys from New York
This time I need a soldier a really badass soldier that knows how to take care of me I’m so damn glad that’s over This time I need a soldier I’m sick of toy soldiers A boy that knows how to take care of me Won’t be just comin’ over
I don’t want no more a toy soldier I’m simply sick and tired of those toy soldier I don’t want no more a toy soldier I’m simply sick and tired of those toy soldier
I want it more than ever now realize the dangers Like a princess supposed to get, that’s why im dusting of my feet Coming back looking delicious, yes I know they wanna kiss ya Now I owe them that attention? ‘Cause new Britney is on a mission
When I shut the door leaving with my bag Hit the scene in my new wagon Bet he gon wish he knew the type of fun im gettin into Peek a boo are you good? Doin’ things you wish you could Lips not talkin, hes just walkin’ Like dem city boys from New York
This time I need a soldier a really badass soldier that knows how to take care of me I’m so damn glad that’s over This time I need a soldier I’m sick of toy soldiers A boy that knows how to take care of me Won’t be just comin’ over
Brit I heard that he was saying he’s still in love with you and Brit I heard he said he could steal you if he wanted to Brit I heard that every man out here is wantin you now Brit I heard, I heard, what you do to do it
This time I need a soldier a really badass soldier that knows how to take care of me I’m so damn glad that’s over This time I need a soldier I’m sick of toy soldiers A boy that knows how to take care of me Won’t be just comin’ over
I need a, I’m so sick of toy soldier
A boy that knows how to take care of me Won’t be just coming over
Won’t be just coming over Won’t be just coming over
I need a, I’m so sick of toy soldier A boy that knows how to take care of me Won’t be just coming over
Dead men lying on the bottom of the grave Wondering when savior comes, is he gonna be saved Maybe you′re a sinner into your alternate life Maybe you′re a joker, maybe you deserve to die
They were crying when their sons left God is wearing black He′s gone so far to find no hope He is never coming back
They were crying when their sons left All young men must go He′s come so far to find the truth He is never going home
Young men standing on the top of their own graves Wondering when Jesus comes, are they gonna be saved Cruelty to the winner, bishop tells the king his lies Maybe you′re a mourner, maybe you deserve to die
They were crying when their sons left God is wearing black He′s gone so far to find no hope He is never coming back
They were crying when their sons left All young men must go He′s come so far to find no truth He is never going home
Welcome to the soldier side Where there is no one here but me People all grow up to die There is no one here but me
Welcome to the soldier side There is no one here but me People on the soldier side There is no one here but me
He was a soldier He always was He left his city to fight for America And we fell in love to music We were just kids We didn′t have time to be sorry for what we did
[chorus] And I said hey boy Whatchya cryin′ for It′ll be OK in the end And if this life doesn′t give you the love you expect There′s always the next
She was a pretty Texas girl The answer to his prayers He called me to tell me he′d fallen in love with her She sang like an angel Loved like a friend And she made my soldier believe he could live aain When she said
[chorus]
So I′ll be a gambler And He′ll be home free He′ll marry Texas and I′ll marry melody So love like my soldier Fight for what′s true And smile at the gates ′cause their hate don′t belong to you
Throw it all away Let′s lose ourselves ′Cause there′s no one left for us to blame It′s a shame we′re all dying And do you think you deserve your freedom
How could you send us so far away from home When you know damn well that this is wrong I would still lay down my life for you And do you think you deserve your freedom
No I don′t think you do There′s no justice in the world There′s no justice in the world And there never was
On your feet, who′s with me On your feet, who′s with me Right
One world, made better, in slaight, heart bitter There is no compromise, your pain your worth your sacrifice
On your feet, who′s with me On your feet, let′s go
Every time I see inside you I see myself within you Let′s go
(whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah)This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers All for one, let′s go
On your feet, who′s with me
Lock tide, hold steady There it goes stand ready, there is no compromise Your pain your worth your sacrifice
On your feet, who′s with me On your feet, let′s go
Every time I see inside you I see myself within you Let′s go
(whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah)This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers One for all, we′re coming
Every time I see inside you I see myself within you, don′t let that fade away
go
(whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah)This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers Our soldiers, let′s go
(whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah)This is for the soldiers (whoah, yeaheah) This is for the soldiers All for one, we′re coming
Every time I see inside you I see myself within you, don′t let that fade away Every time I see inside you I see myself within you, don′t let that fade away
Gunfire in the street Where we used to meet Echoes that are beat When the bass goes "bomb" Right over my head Step over the dead Remember what you said
You know the part about life Is just a waking dream Well I know what you mean But that ain′t how it seems right here, right now
How can this be real? I can hardly feel Anymore
I am trying to see I am trying to believe This is not where I should be I am trying to believe
Blood hardens in the sand Cold metal in my hand Hope you understand the way that things are gonna be There′s nowhere left to hide ′Cause God is on our side I keep telling myself
I am trying to see I am trying to believe This is not where I should be I am trying to believe
First Rap: T.I (DC)] Hey (I want a Soldier!) The way you got it, I′m the hottest around They′ll know it when they see you rollin′ impala′s around (I got a Soldier!) Wit the top down feeling the sounds Quakin′ and vibratin′ your thighs ridin′ harder than guys Wit the chrome wheels at the bottom, white leather inside When them lames be spittin′ at you tell ′em don′t even try it To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at B Ya, gotta be g′s you way outta your league Please!
[First Verse: Kelly (DC)] We like dem boys that be in them lac′s leanin′ (Leanin′) Open their mouth their grill gleamin′ (Gleamin′) Candy paint, keep that wheel clean and (Clean and) (They always be talkin that country slang, we like) They keep that beat that be in the back beatin′ (Beatin′) Eyes be so low from that chiefin′ (chiefin′) I love how he keep my body screamin′ (Screamin′) A rude boy that′s good to me, wit street credibility
[Hook: DC] If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he lookin′ at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street
[Second Verse: Beyonce (DC)] We like dem boys up top from the BK (BK) Know how to put that money three ways (Three ways) Always ridin′ big on the freeway (Freeway) (Wit that east coast slang that us country girls be like) Low cut caesars wit the deep waves (deep waves) So quick to snatch up your Beyonce (Beyonce) Always comin down poppin our way (Our way) (Tellin us that country girls the kinda girl they like)
[Hook: DC] If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he lookin′ at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street
[Bridge: Beyonce (DC):] I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) They wanna take care of me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) Wouldn′t mind takin one for me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) They wanna spend that on me (Where they at) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) Wouldn′t mind puttin that on me (Where they at)
[Second Rap: Lil Wayne] Hey, see cash money is a army I′m walkin′ wit purple hearts on me You talkin′ to the sargeant Body marked up like the subway in harlem Call him, weezy f baby, please say the baby If you don′t see me on the block I ain′t tryna hide I blend in wit the hood, i′m camouflage Bandana tied, so mommy join my troop Now every time she hear my name she SALUTE!
[Hook: DC] If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he lookin′ at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street
[Third Verse: Michelle (DC)] I like dem boys over there they lookin′ strong tonight (Strong tonight) Just might give one the phone tonight (Phone tonight) Homey in the dickies in my zone tonight (Zone tonight) He don′t know it might be on tonight (On tonight) Ooh he lookin′ good and he talkin′ right (Talkin′ right) He the type that might change my life (Change my life) Every time he look at me my girls be like (Girls be like) (That one may be the one tonight)
[Hook: DC] If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he lookin′ at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean If your status ain′t hood I ain′t checkin′ for him Betta be street if he looking at me I need a soldier That ain′t scared to stand up for me Gotta know to get dough And he betta be street
[Bridge: Beyonce (DC):] I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) They wanna take care of me (Where they at) I Know Some Soldiers In Here (Where They At , Where They At) Wouldnt Mind Takin One For Me (Where They At) I Know Some Soldiers In Here (Where They At , Where They At) They Wanna Spend That On Me (Where They At) I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at) Wouldn′t mind puttin that on me (Where they at)
Lay down your arms and surrender to me. Oh lay down your arms and love me peacefully. yea. Use your arms for squezing and pleasing the one that loves you so. Oh there ain′t no reason for you to declare war on the one who loves you so. So forget the other boys because my love is real. Come off your battlefield. Lay down your arms and surrender to me. Yea lay down your arms and love me peacefully. yea. Use your arms for squezing and please cuse that′s the way it has to be. The weapons you′re using are hurting me bad. But someday you′re going to retreat. Cause my love baby is the truest you′ve ever had. A soldier of love that′s hard to beat. Lay down your arms and surrender to me. Lay down your arms and love me peacefully. yea. Use your arms to hold me tight. baby i don′t wanna fight no more. (x2) Oh baby, lay down your arms. (x7) Please baby lay down your arms.
Wait until the war is over And we′re both a little older The unknown soldier Practice where the news is read Television children had Unborn, living, dead, Bullet strikes the helmet′s head
And it′s all over for the unknown soldier, It′s all over for the unknown soldier
"Company halt! Presents arms!"
Make a grave for the unknown soldier Nestled in your hollow shoulder The unknown soldier Practise where the news is read Television children had Bullet strikes the helmet′s head It′s all over, the war is over...
I wanted to bring you all that is in my heart I wanted to give you my everything but I′ve failed you I′ve failed you so many times how can I stand here how can I stand here before you
how can I stand here before you when I begin to steal what only belongs to you what only belongs to you
I am able to bring you Nothing that isn′t already yours
I am so ashamed, I′m so ashamed Of what I ever called my own Take what I have, take these broken remains What can I give to you that you don′t already deserve
You laid down your life when I refused to give mine
[Lloyd Banks] Yea...Yea... I′m from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks) We gamble on ball courts Keep the paint peelin You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin I′m stuck in the past Shit changed since the 80s (What) I know ladies, that got babies wit babies Out here its basketball and speedbags And guns that′ll stiffin you up like freeze tag
[Tony Yayo] You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo) Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top While I′m ridin on 20s in the juky drop top So never show love wit ya left hand You′ll lose 5 liters of blood a thug′s a dead man (come on)
(50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out
G Unit solider (gun cocks) Ride out
(Tony Yayo) Home of the new right here
(50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out
G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out
[Lloyd Banks] Nigga...Nigga Niggas know I′m hot But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh) Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on) I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes Dont pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt) I aint straight I′m livin where its hot and sandy And the Benz′s complexion is cotton candy I bounced up, thats the best part You niggas don′t know what pain is The only scar on ya body′s a stretch mark (stretch mark)
[Tony Yayo] Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open Cause it′s liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else) Listen homie We got AKs and Remintons For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball So if you see me in the club I′m in the bathroom stall Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick
(50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out
G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out
[Tony Yayo] 50 whatcha say??
(50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out
G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out
(Lloyd Banks talking over beat) Yea...G Unit man.. We runnin the streets man We takin this rap shit over man This serious man its more then rap nigga Mention this nigga 50 name nigga I′m blowin niggas brains out nigga Thats my nigga right there Yea...it aint a game no more Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks Same go for them nigga Blow ya fuckin head off nigga G Unit klick My nigga Proav L Yea..he..the whole fuckin hood 134 nigga We got yall nigga Yea...uh..uh
Here we are my friends once again I′m inclined to rhyme on time so why won′t you let me in? It′s clear to this hair has no pin if this song was the blues you′d be sheddin′ the tear like a baby maybe I should have held back some of you attrack I guess you couldn′t tell that I was here to drop knowledge college is erellivant. My next move to prove what′s smooth is still intelligant expressin′ lesson′s with sheer decision, first hear me out then make a decision on wether Everlast knows what time it is. Does this song belong in rhyme biz? Yes, I think so ′cause I′m a pioneer blazin′ the trail I cross a new frontier I grow the Lincoln growing strength as I get older, ′cause I′m the Syndicate Soldier! All effections left behind, there′s still two more gears to grind, before I′m through I′m sure that you′ll find a new respect fot the rhymes I injent through your eardrumb don′t play dumb just let me get you. The pojnt of my address to let you get your can o′ corn. This song is on the table to make you dance so get up and if you don′t leave the premasis I′m lookin′ cool so you can call me a Genesis, born to preform and please a large crowd of people at night and till the light get ill out my scale is brotha known for being trecherous a sucker made a move and that means he was forced to put his head out, he got too close to me two by my side, that′s the way it′s supposed to be. These are my brothers and they been ′round me since back in the day these are the people who get credit. As my name gain credit they make sure it don′t go to my head instead I keep my feet down unlike suckers from the past I beat down the fatal mistake with the brake of my confidence over all the fall was do to over confidence as we go the ego starts acting with the statements of greatness, the lines are backing up, talking louder as they get bolder but there no defense against a Syndicate Soldia. As I reach the final stage somethingI′ll engage in a conflict sick with violent rage I gain fame from my name Everlast how long can this hype about a Devil last, it started as fun but everyone took it serious now it seems like I′m delerious thats ok I′ll stay underated. And good things will comke to all that have waited, to the brother of a lighter skin to begin to drop knowledge with weight ′cause you weigh paper thin, science is one thing knowledge is another what do i mean when i say I′m a brother being a brother is a state of mind for all those who try to remain unblind I gow in wisdom as I get older that′s right I′m white and I′m a Syndicate Soldier
Here we are my friends once again I′m inclined to rhyme on time so why won′t you let me in? It′s clear to this hair has no pin if this song was the blues you′d be sheddin′ the tear like a baby maybe I should have held back some of you attrack I guess you couldn′t tell that I was here to drop knowledge college is erellivant. My next move to prove what′s smooth is still intelligant expressin′ lesson′s with sheer decision, first hear me out then make a decision on wether Everlast knows what time it is. Does this song belong in rhyme biz? Yes, I think so ′cause I′m a pioneer blazin′ the trail I cross a new frontier I grow the Lincoln growing strength as I get older, ′cause I′m the Syndicate Soldier! All effections left behind, there′s still two more gears to grind, before I′m through I′m sure that you′ll find a new respect fot the rhymes I injent through your eardrumb don′t play dumb just let me get you. The pojnt of my address to let you get your can o′ corn. This song is on the table to make you dance so get up and if you don′t leave the premasis I′m lookin′ cool so you can call me a Genesis, born to preform and please a large crowd of people at night and till the light get ill out my scale is brotha known for being trecherous a sucker made a move and that means he was forced to put his head out, he got too close to me two by my side, that′s the way it′s supposed to be. These are my brothers and they been ′round me since back in the day these are the people who get credit. As my name gain credit they make sure it don′t go to my head instead I keep my feet down unlike suckers from the past I beat down the fatal mistake with the brake of my confidence over all the fall was do to over confidence as we go the ego starts acting with the statements of greatness, the lines are backing up, talking louder as they get bolder but there no defense against a Syndicate Soldia. As I reach the final stage somethingI′ll engage in a conflict sick with violent rage I gain fame from my name Everlast how long can this hype about a Devil last, it started as fun but everyone took it serious now it seems like I′m delerious thats ok I′ll stay underated. And good things will comke to all that have waited, to the brother of a lighter skin to begin to drop knowledge with weight ′cause you weigh paper thin, science is one thing knowledge is another what do i mean when i say I′m a brother being a brother is a state of mind for all those who try to remain unblind I gow in wisdom as I get older that′s right I′m white and I′m a Syndicate Soldier
Here we are, my friend. Once again I′m inclined to rhyme one time. So won′t you lend me your ear? Cuz it′s clear That this here has no pain If this song was the blues you′d be sheddin a tear Like a baby Maybe Is shoulda held back. Some of you look shocked I guess you couldn′t tell that I was here to drop knowledge College is irrelevant My next move, To prove I′m smooth but still intelligent Expressing Lessons with sheer precision First hear me out then make a decision On whether Everlast knows what time it is. Does this song belong in the rhyming biz? Yes, I think so, cuz I′m a pioneer Blazing the trail across a new frontier. I′m growing lengths of growing stregth as I get older. Cuz I′m a syndicate soldier.
All affections left behind, There′s two more gears to grind. Before I′m through, I′m sure that you will find A new respect for the rhymes I inject. Through your eardrum, Don′t play dumb Just let me get to the point of my address Unless you feel you can′t go. This song is on the tables to make you dance, so Get up, and if you don′t, leave the premises I′m Rula-Ku so you can call me a genesis. Born to perform and please a large crowd Of people at night and to my right is El-o The scale is brother, Known for being treacherous A sucker made a move and that′s the reason Fletcher was forced to put his head out He got too close to me, Two by my side And that′s that′s how it′s supposed to be. These are my brothers, And they′ve been around me Since back in the days when the Syndicate found me. They are the people deserving of credit. List my name, gained fame, and made sure I wouldn′t let it Go to my head Instead I keep my feet down Unlike sucker′s from the past I beat down. The fatal mistake was to break on my confidence Overall, their fall was due to overconfidence. As we go, the ego′s All start acting up With statements Of greatness, the rhymes aren′t backing up. Talking louder as they get bolder, But there′s no defense Against a syndicate soldier.
As we reach the final stage, Something got engaged, In a conflict, That′s sick with violent rage. I gained fame, From my name, Everlast. How long can this hype about a devil last? A star was formed, but everyone took it serious. Now it′s seems, I′m seen as delirious. That′s okay, I′ll stay under rated. And good things will come to all who have waited. For the brother of a lighter skin to begin Droppin′ knowledge with weight, Cuz you rate paper thins. Science is one thing, knowledge is another. What do I mean when I say that I′m a brother? Being a brother is a state of mind For all those who chose to remain unblind. Growing wisdom as I get older. That′s right I′m white and I′m a syndicate soldier
I have often told you stories About the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When I′d take your hand And sing you songs Then maybe you would say Come lay with me love me And I would surely stay
But I feel I′m growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin′ ′round I guess I′ll always be A soldier of fortune
Many times I′ve been a traveller I looked for something new In days of old When nights were cold I wandered without you But those days I thougt my eyes Had seen you standing near Though blindness is confusing It shows that you′re not here
Now I feel I′m growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin′ ′round I guess I′ll always be A soldier of fortune Yes, I can hear the sound Of a windmill goin′ ′round I guess I′ll always be A soldier of fortune
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down...
[Chorus] Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
[Verse 1] I′m supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain′t supposed to know it Even if it means goin′ toe to toe with a Benzino it don′t matter I′d never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to I′m supposed to set an example I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide ′em If some shit ever does pop off, I′m supposed to be beside ′em That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There′s a certain line you just don′t cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie′s name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent too much energy on it, honestly I′m exhausted And I′m so caught in it I almost feel I′m the one who caused it This ain′t what I′m in hip-hop for, it′s not why I got in it That was never my object for someone to get killed Why would I wanna destroy something I help build It wasn′t my intentions, my intentions was good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin′ Suge And that was just out of respect for not runnin′ my mouth And talkin′ about something that I knew nothing about Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn′t my beef So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth While he′s all over t.v. down talkin′ a man who literally saved my life Like fuck it i understand this is business And this shit just isn′t none of my business But still knowin′ this shit could pop off at any minute cuz
[Chorus]
[Verse 2] There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme And wouldn′t have to worry about one of your people dyin′ But now it′s elevated cuz once you put someone′s kids in it The shit gets escalated, it ain′t just words no more is it? It′s a different ball game, callin′ names and you ain′t just rappin′ We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin′ Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start it he wasn′t gonna go after him Until Ja started yappin′ in magazines how we stabbed him Fuck it 50 smash ′em, mash ′em and let him have it Meanwhile my attention is pullin′ in other directions Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk Has an erection for me and thinks that I′ll be his ressurection Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record But now he′s fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up Was through that publication the same one that made me famous Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin′ Well fuck it, that motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then But I′m so busy being pissed off I don′t stop to think That we just inherited 50′s beef with Murder Inc. And he′s inherited mine which is fine ain′t like either of us mind We still have soldiers that′s on the front line That′s willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us We′ll maybe shout ′em out in a rap or up in a chorus To show them we love ′em back and let ′em know how important it is To have Runyan Avenue, soldiers up in our corners Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is But I ain′t tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered It ain′t worth it, I can′t think of a perfecter way to word it Then to just say that I love ya′ll too much to see the verdict I′ll walk away from it all before I let it go any further But don′t get it twisted, it′s not a plea that I′m coppin′ I′m just willin′ to be the bigger man If ya′ll can quit poppin′ off at the jaws, well then I can Cuz frankly I′m sick of talkin′ I′m not gonna let someone elses coffin rest on my conscience cuz
I′m a soldier I′m a soldier Da da da da da I′m a soldier I′m a soldier Yo
Verse #1 Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns Never was a gangster, ′til I graduated to one And got the rap of a villian, for weapon consealin′ Took the image of a thug kept shit appealing willin to stick out my neck for respect if it meant life or death Never lived to regret what I said When your me, people just wanna see if its true If it′s you, what you say in your raps is what you do So they feel, it′s part of ya obligation to forefill When they see you on the streets face to face are you for real? The confrontation ain′t no conversation if you feel Your in violation, any hesitation′ll get you killed If you feel it, kill it, if you can conceal it, reveal it Being reasonable will leave you full of bullets Pull it, squeeze it, ′til its empty, tempt me, push me, pussies I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze
Chorus I′m a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They wont budge, I′ll never fall or fold up I′m a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never slip or stumble I′m a soldier These shoulders hold up so much They wont budge, I′ll never fall or fold up I′m a soldier Even if my collar bones crush or crumble I will never stumble
Verse #2 I love pissing you off, it get′s me off Like my lawyers, when the fucking judge lets me off All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off I′m violating. All the motherfucking bet′s be off I′m a lit fuse, anything I do bitch is news Pistol whipping mother fucker bouncer 6′2" Who needs bullets? As soon as I pull it You sweat bullets an excellent method to get rid of the next bully It′s actually better, cause instead of you murdering You can hurt ′em then come back again and kick dirt in them It′s like pouring salt in your wounds, assault and get sued, You can smell the lawsuits as soon as I waltz in the room Everybody′s hearts just stop, they call the cops All you see is bitches coming out their halter tops Running and ducking at the Hot Rock′s parking lot You′ll all get shot, whether its your fault or not
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Verse #3 I spit it slow so these kids know that I′m talking to em Give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em I′m like a thug, with a little bit of ′Pac influence I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rocking to it You mother fuckers could never do it like I can do it Don′t even try, you′ll look stupid, do not pursue it Don′t ever in your life trying to knock the truest I spill the illicit shit ever, could drive me to it So ticcy toc, listen as the sound ticks on the clock Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on the cock Listen to the sound of me spilling my heart through this pen Mother fuckers know that I′ll never be Marshall again Full of controversy, until I retire my jersey ′Til the fire inside dies and expires at 30 And Lord have mercy on anymore of these rappers that verse me And put a curse on authorities, in the face of diversity
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IКуплет: Ты читаешь как я Слова цитаты Царя щас Послушай этот трэк Он как искра и пропан газ Мы империя зла, рэп войска, армия тьмы В венах адреналин, ледяные камни в груди Только мы оригинальный рэп Вокруг нас одни подделки Ты продаешь свой зад Я продаю травы пакеты Забегаю к тебе в маске Говорю-"Гони монеты,мать твою Клади в пакеты"я ору- "Плати за крэк"! Покажу мои манеры Обоссу твои паласы Я свои мозги проквасил Псих опасный пи***асы Мы высший клас и Мы себя прозвали спутник Мы тебя поставим в угол Zarj of rap parlament music Ты конченный фэйк-щит Ты портишь весь рэп тип Всерьез плетешь пиз*ешь И хочешь респект-фиг Я вас слышать не хочу Идите все на, всё Я хип-хоп солдат А ты диги-ди гавно! Припев: Левой!Левой!Раз, два, три!(4 раза) IIкуплет: Я выхожу на сцену В публику кидаю бомбы Мои панч-раймс сукам выбивают пломбы Я бухаю дизель Пру вперед как леопард Мы напали бег враг Вы достали белый флаг Слышишь парень рэп-ирак Канул рэп твой rest in piece Парень ты не нужен рэпу Иди вон пень, отъебись Мои текста снаряды Рифмы свистят над вами Я вас строчкой подорвал Ваши кишки лежат в канаве Ты прогорел ты больше Не сияешь, не звезда Считаешь себя гангстером Ты играешь в GTA Мы тебя в плен берем В лес везем и будем мучать Будет ужас я включу Де Маро будешь сутки слушать У меня работы нет Гони мани Баста Ваши клубы подожгем Гори-гори ясно Германия опять на мир напала в третий раз Мы на фронте пидорас Молись чтобы не встретить нас Припев.(8 раз)
I′ve lost the use of my heart But I′m still alive Still looking for the life The endless pool on the other side It′s a wild wild west I′m doing my best
I′m at the borderline of my faith, I′m at the hinterland of my devotion In the frontline of this battle of mine But I′m still alive
I′m a soldier of love. Every day and night I′m soldier of love All the days of my life
I′ve been torn up inside (oh!) I′ve been left behind (oh!) So I ride I have the will to survive
In the wild wild west, Trying my hardest Doing my best To stay alive
I am love′s soldier!
I wait for the sound (oooh oohhh)
I know that love will come (that love will come) Turn it all around
I′m a soldier of love (soldier of love) Every day and night I′m a soldier of love All the days of my life
I am lost but I don′t doubt (oh!) So I ride I have the will to survive
In the wild wild west, Trying my hardest Doing my best To stay alive
I am love′s soldier!
I wait for the sound
I know that love will come I know that love will come Turn it all around
I′m a soldier of love I′m a soldier
Still waiting for love to come Turn it all around (4x)
I′m a soldier of love I′m a soldier
Still waiting for love to come Turn it all around (3x)