Soldier Like Me
So what I wanna do， hopefully is... I wanna be， uhm not I wannabe I am Tupac Shakur!
Tupac!
2005!
Guess who’s back… G-G-Guess who’s back
G-G-Guess who’s back… G-G-Guess who’s back
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me
Posse deep as I roll through the streets
Motherf***** the police as we creep in our Jeeps
Layin so low you think I’m sleep
But at the slightest beef， I’m robbin’ ****** sold they teeth
And no P.D can get the di*k if they play toughie
Last time the ****** rushed me I ain’t bust but now I’m touchy
Trust me， ain’t nothing jumping but these buckshots
And ****** got enough knots at poppin at corrupt cops
Ten ************ 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 a
Motherf***in’ souljah ready to roll and take control
So now jack him while he’s sleepin
Roll to the door， throw a grenade in the precinct
some people panic， brothaz bugged out
I had to keep poppin’ cause they wont stop until they rubbed out
And their vest don’t protect from the head wounds
Reload ammunitions and the bit**es will be dead soon
Smoke risin’ from the barrel of my shottie
I finally got revenge now count the bodies
Twenty cops， one for every year in jail
Trying to keep a ***** down but ya failed
Before I let you take me I told ya
Fu** being trapped， I’m a soulja
I betcha that I got something you aint got， that’s called courage
It don’t come from no liquor bottle， it aint scotch， it’s not bourbon
I don’t walk around like no G， cuz that aint me， I’m not that person
I don’t try to act like you do， cuz that aint you， you just frontin
You aint…
My crew， 2Pac， and the Mad Bit**
In the ’64 rag on them thangs that’s a bad bit**
Gettin’ ghost on them bit**es in the town
Bustin’ out the backseat ***** when we clown
Homie is you down?
Dee got the strap and she anxious
Hurry up before she spanks s**t
Comin’ round the corner spittin’ rounds
They can’t hold me down
Caught them sucka ass b*****s 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’ biaatch!!
I betcha that I got something you aint got， that’s called courage
It don’t come from no liquor bottle， it aint scotch， it’s not bourbon
I don’t walk around like no G， cuz that aint me， I’m not that person
I don’t try to act like you do， cuz that aint you， you just frontin
You aint… {"{"}Tupac}
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me
Everywhere I see， a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see， a soulja like me