92 to 94 percent of you fuckers fall short
Cause only 6 to 8 is or has ever been a soldier before
Sure its cute to imitate our likeness
And never go to war
But the closest you've been to in theatres
With your bitch and some popcorn pussy
I'm trying to believe you
And everything yall telling me
But I have seen soldiers first hand
And its not what yall sellin me
So could you please
Pull your brand from the shelf
And anymore songs identifying you with me
Keepem to yourself
Cause though you may have stood behind us
You aint never stood wit us
Cause I aint never seen you on the blocks here
When them ambushes hit us
And please don't think
Just cause you bought some fatigues
And run around with your little guns
Playing war back home in the streets
That you could ever in any lifetime
Be a reflection of me
Cause I have deployed to go war
And you aint got the balls to leave
So for me could you please
Shut the fuck up
And let me know when your done on my dick
So I can zip my pants back up
Chorus
Walk a mile in my boots
You couldn't make it
Sure you all soldiers at home
But out here you can't fake it
That's why yall aint here
Aint it
Its just easier to act
Hard on credit than it is to make a payment
But I got my receipts
No balance due on my statement
And yall got to love me
Hear the music and I face it
Its too easy to bluff a hand
And never have to play it
So no yall are not soldiers
Just cause yall say it
V2
Look, I'm hearing some things
Right now that I don't like at all
Cause according to destiny's child
Aint none of us here soldiers at all
And the whole country right now
They just in love with that song
But I aint hear emsay nothing
But keep using the word soldier wrong
And I've been thru too much here
For yall to use the term so lightly
And these mofuckers they are describing
They are nothing like me
But I'm glad they marketing strategy
Worked while we here dying
Had to now that song ed sell
Shit why the fuck else would they write it
Or was it written before we deployed
And they just retitled it
Turning a garbage song to a hit
Increasing their entitlement
Or maybe I aint got no taste
Or idea what a soldier is
And maybe their description is dead on
And I aint here going thru shit
Maybe these mofuckers at home
Being soldiers is real shit
And maybe I'm wrong and to be a soldier
You aint gotta do shit
But sit on your ass
And let somebody else pray those rpg's miss
Or when your country goes to war
Just lay down like a bitch
Chorus
V3
It's a lot a talk about where yall from
And who that makes you
Sellin yourself as the hardest fucker
In the world no thank you
Sure you hard on your block
But these streets ed break you
Here its brand name thugs
And yall some off brand ganstas
Wanna be soldiers
Follow me I'll take you
To see some marines in fallujah
And I hope you make it
Or come visit my theatre
Shit I'll show you some places
But I really don't think
That yall wanna go where I'll take you
Straight to the shittiest
City on a map
Where you was probably better off
Shootin yourself for we left
But yall mofuckers so hard
You can't be worried bout that
Shit yall ed probably hold down
Sadr city all by yourselves
The truth is
I don't hink its enough towels
Cause yall ed throwem all in
For I could show yall around pussy
And I'm wonderin
Who yall gone let fuck yall now
Hardest soldiers in America
And yall all layin down
The fuck happened
Thought yall was ready for war
At least that's what every word outta your mouth
Said you was but
Let yall tell it
And anythings possible
When the closest yall been to war
Is only 6, 000 miles
Come on now
Yall can't be serious
And please tell me its more to yall
Than just smoke and mirrors
I wanna believe you
And everything yall telling me
But again, I've seen soldiers first hand
And its not what yall selling me.
Chorus
V1 92 to 94 percent of you fuckers fall short Cause only 6 to 8 is or has ever been a soldier before Sure its cute to imitate our likeness And never go to war But the closest you've been to in theatres With your bitch and some popcorn pussy I'm trying to believe you And everything yall telling me But I have seen soldiers first hand And its not what yall sellin me So could you please Pull your brand from the shelf And anymore songs identifying you with me Keepem to yourself Cause though you may have stood behind us You aint never stood wit us Cause I aint never seen you on the blocks here When them ambushes hit us And please don't think Just cause you bought some fatigues And run around with your little guns Playing war back home in the streets That you could ever in any lifetime Be a reflection of me Cause I have deployed to go war And you aint got the balls to leave So for me could you please Shut the fuck up And let me know when your done on my dick So I can zip my pants back up Chorus Walk a mile in my boots You couldn't make it Sure you all soldiers at home But out here you can't fake it That's why yall aint here Aint it Its just easier to act Hard on credit than it is to make a payment But I got my receipts No balance due on my statement And yall got to love me Hear the music and I face it Its too easy to bluff a hand And never have to play it So no yall are not soldiers Just cause yall say it V2 Look, I'm hearing some things Right now that I don't like at all Cause according to destiny's child Aint none of us here soldiers at all And the whole country right now They just in love with that song But I aint hear emsay nothing But keep using the word soldier wrong And I've been thru too much here For yall to use the term so lightly And these mofuckers they are describing They are nothing like me But I'm glad they marketing strategy Worked while we here dying Had to now that song ed sell Shit why the fuck else would they write it Or was it written before we deployed And they just retitled it Turning a garbage song to a hit Increasing their entitlement Or maybe I aint got no taste Or idea what a soldier is And maybe their description is dead on And I aint here going thru shit Maybe these mofuckers at home Being soldiers is real shit And maybe I'm wrong and to be a soldier You aint gotta do shit But sit on your ass And let somebody else pray those rpg's miss Or when your country goes to war Just lay down like a bitch Chorus V3 It's a lot a talk about where yall from And who that makes you Sellin yourself as the hardest fucker In the world no thank you Sure you hard on your block But these streets ed break you Here its brand name thugs And yall some off brand ganstas Wanna be soldiers Follow me I'll take you To see some marines in fallujah And I hope you make it Or come visit my theatre Shit I'll show you some places But I really don't think That yall wanna go where I'll take you Straight to the shittiest City on a map Where you was probably better off Shootin yourself for we left But yall mofuckers so hard You can't be worried bout that Shit yall ed probably hold down Sadr city all by yourselves The truth is I don't hink its enough towels Cause yall ed throwem all in For I could show yall around pussy And I'm wonderin Who yall gone let fuck yall now Hardest soldiers in America And yall all layin down The fuck happened Thought yall was ready for war At least that's what every word outta your mouth Said you was but Let yall tell it And anythings possible When the closest yall been to war Is only 6, 000 miles Come on now Yall can't be serious And please tell me its more to yall Than just smoke and mirrors I wanna believe you And everything yall telling me But again, I've seen soldiers first hand And its not what yall selling me. Chorus Explain Request ×
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