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
[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
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
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