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(feat. 2 Pac) [2Pac] So what I'm gonna do, hopefully, is, I wanna be.. I-I don't wanna be I +am+, Tupac Shakur {*vocal scratch: "guess who's back" - 4X*} [2Pac - repeat 4X] Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier Everywhere I see, a soldier like me [2Pac] Posse deep as I roll through the streets Motherfuck the police as we creep in our Jeeps Layin so low you'd think I'm asleep But at the slightest beef I'm robbin niggaz of they teeth And OPD can get the dick if they play toughy Last time them niggaz rushed me I ain't bust but now I'm touched Trust me, ain't nuttin jumpin but these buckshots A nigga's got enough knocks, I'm poppin at corrupt cops {*pow*} Them motherfuckers catch a hot one You wanted to start a problem now you coward cops have got one And there's no prison that can hold ya Motherfuck a soldier ready to roll or take control So now I jack 'em while they sleepin SongtexteRoll to the door, throw a grenade in the precinct {*pin, explosion*} Some people panic, brothers bugged out I had to keep poppin cause there's no stoppin 'til they rubbed out And they vest don't protect from the head wounds Reload ammunitions and them bitches will be dead soon {*boom*} Smoke risin from the barrel of my shotty I finally got revenge now count the bodies Twenty cops, one for every year in jail Tryin to keep a nigga down but you failed Before I let you take me, I told ya Fuck bein trapped, I'm a soldier [Chorus: Eminem] I betcha that's how I got some things you ain't got that's called courage, and it don't come from no flick or bottle, it ain't scotch It's not bourbon, I don't walk around like no G cause that ain't me I'm not that person, I don't try to act like you do cause that ain't you You just burpin, you ain't [2Pac] 2Pac in the mad bitch In the six-fo' rag on them thangs, that's a bad bitch Gettin ghost on them bitches in the town Bustin out the back seat nigga when we clown Homey is you down? D got the strap and she anxious {*click*} Hurry up 'fore she spank shit {*tires peeling*} Comin 'round the corner spittin rounds, they can't hold me down Caught them sucker-ass bitches outta bounds Now tell me how that sound, a double date laced with hate Make 'em pray for the judgment day Now tell me how that sound, a double date laced with hate Make 'em pray for the judgment day - stinkin beotch! [Chorus] [2Pac] 2Pac [2Pac - repeat 4X] Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Aus Songtexte Mania