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 Soldier
 Eminem
 
 [Eminem]
 I'm  soldier (*repeat 4X*)
 
 Yo..  was a thug, just infatuated with guns
 Never was a gangsta, 'til I  to one
 and got the rep of a villain,  weapon concealin
 Took the image of  thug, kept shit appealin
 Willin to stick out my neck, for respect if it 
 life or death, never live to  what I said
 When you're me, people just  to see, if it's true
 If  you, what you say in your raps, what you do
 So they feel, it's part of your obligation to 
 When they see you on  streets, face to face, are you for real?
  confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel
 you're in violation,  hesitation'll get you killed
 If you feel  kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it
 Being reasonable will leave you  of bullets
 Pull it, squeeze it 'til it's empty,  me, push me, pussies
 I need a  reason to give this trigger a good squeeze
 
 [Chorus]
 I'm a soldier, these shoulders hold up so 
 They won't budge, I'll never  or fold up
 I'm a  even if my collar bones crush
  crumble, I will never slip or stumble
 I'm  soldier, these shoulders hold up so much
 They won't budge, I'll never fall or fold 
 I'm a soldier, even if my collar bones 
 or crumble, I will never 
 
 [Eminem]
  love pissin you off, it gets me off
 Like my lawyers, when the fuckin judge  me off
 All you motherfuckers gotta do is set  off
 I'll violate  all the motherfuckin bets be off
 I'm a lit fuse,  I do bitch it's news
  whippin motherfuckin bouncers, six-two
 Who needs bullets? As soon as I pull it, you SWEAT 
 An EXCELLENT method to get rid of  next bully
 ACTUALLY better cause instead of you 
 you  hurt 'em and come BACK again and kick dirt at 'em
 It's like pourin salt in the wounds, assault  get sued
 You can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the 
 Everybody halts and stops, calls the 
 All you  is bitches comin out their haltertops
 Runnin and duckin out  Hot Rocks parking lot
 You'll all get shot, whether it's your fault or not, 
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Eminem]
 I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talkin to 
 Give  back to these damn critics and sock it to 'em
 I'm like  thug, with a little bit of 'Pac influence
 I spew it, and look how I got you  rockin to it
 You motherfuckers could  do it like I could do it
 Don't even try it, you'll  stupid, do not pursue it
  ever in your life try to knock the truest
 I spit the  shit ever been dropped to two inch
 So ticky-tock listen as the  ticks on the clock
 Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a 
 Listen to the sound of me spillin my  through this pen
 Motherfuckers know that I'll  be Marshall again
 Full of controversy until I retire  jersey
 'Til the fire inside dies and  at thirty
 And Lord have  on any more of these rappers that verse me
 And put a curse on authorities  the face of adversity
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Outro: repeat 4X]
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