Yo.. never was a thug, just infatuated with guns Never 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 If it's you, what you say in your raps, what you do So they feel, it's 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 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 'til it's 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 They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up I'm a soldier, even if my collar bones crush or crumble, will never stumble
[Eminem] I love pissin you off, it gets me off Like my lawyers, when the fuckin judge lets me off All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off I'll violate and all the motherfuckin bets be off I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bitch it's news Pistol whippin bouncers, six-two Who needs bullets? As soon as I pull it, you SWEAT bullets An EXCELLENT method to get rid of the next bully ACTUALLY better cause instead of 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 haltertops Runnin and duckin out the Hot Rocks parking lot You'll all get shot, it's your fault or not, cause
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[Eminem] I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talkin to 'em Give it back to these damn critics and sock it '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 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 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
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