[Intro - Man w/ (Royce)] We're in a situation, where involved knows the stakes (What up Reef) soldier's [echoes] Soldiers don't go to hell, war
[Verse 1 - Da 5'9"] I'm on the drums, from the kick to the snare Get them shits in the air, shit is fixin' to [Spit] Spit on the beat, wrap it and it Put it out, on the streets, that's me you in yo shit, and tell you don't you ever That's me, I need respect, you better That's me, berretta, in the waistline Of my own get up, I'm and still goin (*Car horn*) That's me, you a pop and see a drop, I'm comin me, when everybody on ya block is runnin That's me, wit the rocks could block the sun in The that I got, got a box it come in I'm like the fear, Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh) The reason why them boys cop them onions That's me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be to the side You either ride with it or die
[Chorus - Da 5'9"] Grooooom, yeah now you a soldier's comin He right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin He spit, wit a flow, and he told you somethin I think I hear a comin, that's me Grooooom, yeah now you a soldier's comin You run for it, run for it, run now you know 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,
2 - Royce Da 5'9"] Far from what you would soft, you competing What you would off, I'm beef, you call off That's me, the one you supposedly beef wit That's me, we fought, but you kept it a Talking bout what you do when you find me and keep seeing me (Uh) Lying like you to catch me, and put three in me (Uh) him cut the jokes, but I guessed that he wan't hearin me (Uh) Convince his that he wan't fearing me My niggas all killers, the bottom straight to the top Ride wit me know they destination or not That's me, the rap you heard in a while with the gat in the lap, convertible style That's me, the that lurk in the dark Tear up ya hood, from the church to the park Grooooom, motherfucker, you that noise You run for it, run for it, run
[Verse 3 - Da 5'9"] Nothin' but underground shit, out of my pump funk from a punk, comin out of my trunk (Uh) Everybody wanna thug, wit them they pullin Be shootin pip-pip guns, that ain't as big as my from Detroit comin, to a block near you (Uh) Real soon, might get popped near you (Uh) All you wanna do is rap, be listening right flippin a bit difference, between a clip and a mic I'ma (Soldier) cool as I wanna be Gun totin, to hoes, rude as I wanna be Who wants of me, this is no problem That I fix, I got a tool that I brung wit me (Uh) Hardcore niggas nothin (Uh) Ben Franklin run this motherfucker, and in God I him (Uh) If you ever see my guns out, I'm bustin Why you niggas ridin and dying, I'll be
[Outro - Da 5'9"] Uh, uh, uh, uh Nickel 9, 2000 Big Reef, uh
[Man and (Woman) Beef, we soldier's, we codes, orders (Soldier's justify everything that you do)