Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soldier Like Me, artist - 2Pac. Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
Soldier Like Me |
| So what I’m gonna do, hopefully, is, I wanna be. |
| I-I don’t wanna be I +am+, Tupac Shakur |
| Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier |
| Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Posse deep as I roll through the streets |
| Motherfuck the police as we creep in our Jeeps |
| Layin so low you’d think I’m asleep |
| But at the slightest beef I’m robbin niggaz of they teeth |
| And OPD can get the dick if they play toughy |
| Last time them niggaz rushed me I ain’t bust but now I’m touched |
| Trust me, ain’t nuttin jumpin but these buckshots |
| A nigga’s got enough knocks, I’m poppin at corrupt cops |
| Them motherfuckers 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 ya Motherfuck a soldier ready to roll or take control |
| So now I jack 'em while they sleepin |
| Roll to the door, throw a grenade in the precinct |
| Some people panic, brothers bugged out |
| I had to keep poppin cause there’s no stoppin 'til they rubbed out |
| And they vest don’t protect from the head wounds |
| Reload ammunitions and them bitches will be dead soon |
| Smoke risin from the barrel of my shotty |
| I finally got revenge now count the bodies |
| Twenty cops, one for every year in jail |
| Tryin to keep a nigga down but you failed |
| Before I let you take me, I told ya Fuck bein trapped, I’m a soldier |
| I betcha that’s how I got some things you ain’t got |
| that’s called courage, and it don’t come |
| from no flick or bottle, it ain’t scotch |
| It’s not bourbon, I don’t walk around |
| like no G cause that ain’t me |
| I’m not that person, I don’t try |
| to act like you do cause that ain’t you |
| You just burpin, you ain’t |
| 2Pac in the mad bitch |
| In the six-fo'rag on them thangs, that’s a bad bitch |
| Gettin ghost on them bitches in the town |
| Bustin out the back seat nigga when we clown |
| Homey is you down? |
| D got the strap and she anxious |
| Hurry up 'fore she spank shit |
| Comin 'round the corner spittin rounds, they can’t hold me down |
| Caught them sucker-ass bitches 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 beotch! |
| 2Pac |
| Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier |
| Everywhere I see, a soldier like me |