Название: Soldier
Исполнитель: Eminem
Альбом: The Eminem show
Год: 2002 Язык: Английский
I'm a soldier
Verse 1 Yo... Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns, Never was a gangsta, till
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 its true, if its 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 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 won't 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 won't 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 pissin' you off, it gets me off, like my lawyers, when the fuckin'
judge lets me off/all you motherfuckas gotta do is set me off, I'll violate and all the
motherfuckin' bets be off/I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bring 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 to the Hot
Rocks parking lot, you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cus...
Chorus
Verse 3 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 motherfuckas 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, till 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 X4
