Burnsyboy ft Eminem ft Tupac - s...

(Eminem verse)

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

I'm a soldier, these shoulder's hold up so much,

They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold up,

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 brings in 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 Hot Rocks parking lot,

You'll all get shot whether its your fault or not,

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.

 

(Eminem Chorus)

I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier.

 

(2pac verse)

So what I'm gonna do, hopefully, is, I wanna be,

I-I don't wanna be I am, 2Pac Shakur.

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' niggas of they teeth

And OPD can get the dick if they play toughy

Last time them niggas rushed me I ain't bust but now I'm touched

Trust me, ain't nothin' jumpin' but these buck shots

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'

Roll 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 ammunition's 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

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 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!

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.

 

(2pac Chorus)

Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier, Everywhere I see, a soldier like me, Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier, Everywhere I see, a soldier like me, Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier, Everywhere I see, a soldier like me, Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier, Everywhere I see, a soldier like me.

 

(Burnsyboy verse)

Soldiers like us are just platinum thugs, Getting our enemy’s beaten and tortured, Leave them in such a bloody mess, Paralysed and dead inside.

Fuck all these fake ass rappers, These fake gangsters, Making out there all this and that, My lyrics will give y’all a panic attack.

Feel you’re DNA unevolving turning back into a fuckin’ monkey, All you’re memorys are fading, Seeing little blurrs of when you’re a kid, Going towards the light, My power is overwhelming.

My aura can crush with unlimited preassure, Cause raps my mother fuckin’ pleasure, Watch rivals take a desperate measure, Hearts being scarred and torn apart.

Punch you in the stomach rip out you’re spine, This is a remake with Burnsyboy greatest of all mofo’ time.

Maybe all you muppets these days are just fuckin’ brain dead, So what if I love pissing you off and teasing all the bitches.

The women love me and the lads wanna be me, I’m so fuckin’ crazy fans are saying I’m same level as shady.

Even though we’re in the same song...Tupac smoking a bong in a thong, Hiding in Cuba scared of jail, the hologram was a fail of a tale.

Eminem can’t hap hip hoppedy hopperty hop close to me, Drugs being lazy, What does that remind you off?, Relapse or recovery?, Guess what, after this song I’m gon’ bang Hayley, Nah fuck that, too much aids lately.

No bitches can touch thugs like us, There’s me, belle, em then pac, I have the edge cause my career won’t be ruined by crack.

Tell you what, lose and I’ll buy you a bag of smack, (Wait no)...fuck that...“I’m a nuclear soldier”...

Dropping bombs and spitting war, This is what rap was mother fuckin’ made for, Lightning lyrics, Stormy flow, Typhoon rythem, Thundering with glimpses of real life Thor, What’s humanity fighting for?

I’m th role model you yetti, Fuck with me and get you’re neck sliced with a mother fuckin’ machetti, Fuck drug dealers, I’d jab out an heavy.

 

(Burnsyboy Chorus)

I’m a soldier, Fuck all y’all, I’m a soldier, 3 thugs, I’m a soldier, 1 god, 1 king and a prince, I’m a soldier, When you wanna cry here’s a shoulder, i’m a soldier, I hope haters die, I’m a soldier, Lyrics that can make real gangsters cry, I’m a soldier, The real fuckin’ deal,(Damn right bitches, thug life pussys)., “I’M A MOTHER FUCKIN’ SOLDIER!