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

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 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