I'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier, i'm a soldier...
Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns
Never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one
And got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin'
Took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin'
Willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death
Never live to regret what I said
When you're me, people just want to see
If it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do
So they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill
When they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real
In confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation
Any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it
If you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets
Pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze...
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I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge
I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier
Even if my collar bone's crush or crumble
I will never slip or stumble
I'm a soldier
These shoulder's hold up so much, they won't budge
I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier
Even if my collar bone's crush or crumble
I will never stumble...
I love pissin' you off, it get's me off
Like my lawyer's, when the fuckin' judge let's me off
All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off
I'll violate and all the motherfuckin' bet's be off
I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bitche, it's news
Pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers, six-two
Who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets
An excellent method to get rid of the next bully
It's actually better cause instead you murderin'
You can hurt em' and come back again and kick dirt at 'em
It's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued
You can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room
Everybody halts and stops, calls the cops
All you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops
Runnin' and duckin' out the Hard Rocks parking lot
You'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause...
[Chorus]
I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' 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 rockin' to it
You motherfuckers could never do it like I could do it
Don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it
Don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest
I spit the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch
So ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock
Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock
Listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen
Motherfuckers know that i'll never be Marshall again
Full of controversy until I retire my jersey
'til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty, and
Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me
And put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity, i'm a...
[Chorus]
Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left
Right, left
Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left
Right, left
Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left
Right, left
Yo' left, yo' left, yo' left
Right, left...
