[Intro - Man w/ (Royce)] We're in a situation, where everybody involved knows the (What up Reef) We're soldier's don't go to hell, it's war
[Verse 1 - Da 5'9"] I'm horse-back on the drums, the kick to the snare Get them in the air, shit is fixin' to flair [Spit] Spit on the beat, wrap it and it Put it out, on the streets, that's me Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don't you That's me, I respect, don't you better me, chrome berretta, in the waistline Of my own get up, I'm gone and goin (*Car horn*) That's me, you a pop and see a drop, I'm comin That's me, when on ya block is runnin That's me, wit the that could block the sun in The glock that I got, got a box it in I'm like the fear, Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh) The reason why them baller boys cop them That's me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be to the side You could either ride it or die
- Royce Da 5'9"] Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's He right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you I I hear a soldier's comin, that's me Grooooom, yeah now you a soldier's comin You run for it, run for it, run Yeah now you a soldier's comin You run for it, run for it, run
[Bridge - Da 5'9"] We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) (We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We) We soldier's, in the we keep heat Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep,
[Verse 2 - Da 5'9"] Far what you would call soft, you competing What you would off, I'm beef, you call off That's me, the one you supposedly beef wit me, we fought, but you kept it a secret Talking bout what you gon' do you find me and keep seeing me (Uh) Lying like you dying to catch me, and put in me (Uh) Told him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he hearin me (Uh) Convince his that he wan't fearing me My niggas all killers, from the straight to the top Ride wit me know they destination or not That's me, the rap you heard in a while Ride the gat in the lap, convertible style That's me, the killer that lurk in the Tear up ya goddamn hood, the church to the park Grooooom, motherfucker, you hear noise You run for it, run for it, run
[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"] Nothin' but underground shit, out of my pump Decade funk a punk, comin out of my trunk (Uh) wanna thug, wit them triggers they pullin Be shootin pip-pip guns, that as big as my bullets Live from Detroit comin, to a near you (Uh) Real soon, somebody get popped near you (Uh) All you wanna do is rap, be listening right After a bit difference, between a clip and a mic I'ma soldier (Soldier) cool as I be Gun totin, talkin to hoes, rude as I be Who wants some of me, this is no That I can't fix, I got a tool I brung wit me (Uh) niggas your nothin (Uh) Ben run this motherfucker, and in God I trust him (Uh) If you ever see my out, I'm probly bustin Why you niggas ridin and dying, I'll be
[Outro - Da 5'9"] Uh, uh, uh, uh Royce Nickel 9, Big Reef, uh
and (Woman) talking] Beef, we soldier's, we follow codes, (Soldier's justify everything that you do)