Soldier's Story

(Man talking w/ (Royce))
Were in a situation, where everybody involved knows the stakes
(What up Reef) Were soldiers (*echoes*)
Soldiers dont go to hell, its war
(Verse 1 - Royce da 59')
Im Royce back on the drums, from the kick to the snare
Get them ************ts in the air, * ***********t is fixin to flair
(*Spit*) Spit on the beat, wrap it and ************p it
Put it out, ************t on the streets, thats me
Bust you in yo ************t, and tell you dont you ever
Thats me, I need respect, dont you better
Thats me, chrome berretta, in the waistline
Of my own get up, Im gone and still goin (*Car horn*)
Thats me, you hear a pop and see a drop, Im comin
Thats me, when everybody on ya block is runnin
Thats me, wit the rocks that could block the sun in
The glock that I got, got a box it come in
Im like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh)
The reason why them baller boys cop them onions
Thats me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the side
You could either ride with a die
(Chorus - Royce da 59')
Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldiers comin
He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin
He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin
I think I hear a soldiers comin, thats me
Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldiers comin
You better run for it, run for it, run
Yeah now you know a soldiers comin
You better run for it, run for it, run
(Bridge - Royce da 59')
We soldiers, (We) bats, (We) chains
(We) gats, (We) gain, (We) raps, (We) names
We soldiers, in the streets we eat, peep
******s is deep, and ******sll creep, creep
(Verse 2 - Royce da 59')
Far from what you would call soft, you competing
What you would fall off, Im beef, you call off
Thats me, the one that you supposedly beef wit
Thats me, we fought, but you kept it a secret
Talking bout what you gon do when you find me and keep seeing me (Uh)
Lying like you dying to catch me, and put three in me (Uh)
Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he want hearin me (Uh)
Convince his self that he want fearing me
My ******s all killers, from the bottom straight to the top
Ride wit me rather know they destination or not
Thats me, the baddest rap you heard in a while
Ride with the gat in the lap, convertible style
Thats me, the killer that lurk in the dark
Tear up ya goddamn hood, from the church to the park
Grooooom, mother******, you hear that noise
You better run for it, run for it, run
(Chorus - Royce da 59')
Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldiers comin
He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin
He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin
I think I hear a soldiers comin, thats me
Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldiers comin
You better run for it, run for it, run
Yeah now you know a soldiers comin
You better run for it, run for it, run
(Verse 3 - Royce da 59')
Nothin but underground ************t, comin out of my pump
The K fump from a pump , comin out of my trunk (Uh)
Everybody wanna thug, wit them triggers they pullin
Be shootin pip-pip guns, that aint as big as my bullets
Live from Detroit comin, to a block near you (Uh)
Real so-n-so, somebody might get popped near you (Uh)
All you wanna do is rap, Ill be listening right
After flippin a bit difference, between a clip and a mic
Ima soldier (Soldier) cool as I wanna be
Gun totin, talkin to hoes, rude as I wanna be
Who wants some of me, this is no problem
That I cant fix , I got a tool that I brung wit me (Uh)
Hardcore ******s your nothin (Uh)
Ben Franklin run this mother******, and in God I trust him (Uh)
If you ever see my guns out, Im probly bustin
Why you ******s ridin and dying, Ill be truckin
(Chorus - Royce da 59')
Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldiers comin
He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin
He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin
I think I hear a soldiers comin , thats me
Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldiers comin
You better run for it, run for it, run
Yeah now you know a soldiers comin
You better run for it, run for it, run
(Bridge - Royce da 59')
We soldiers, (We) bats, (We) chains
(We) gats, (We) gain, (We) raps, (We) names
We soldiers, in the streets we eat, peep
******s is deep, and ******sll creep, creep
(Royce da 59' talking)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Royce Nickel 9, 2000
Big Reef, uh
(Man and (Woman) talking)
Beef, we soldiers, we follow codes, orders
(Soldiers they justify everything that you do