9th Wonder - Soldier lyrics

[Intro:] [2Pac:] In hip hop the n***a is still living The n***a that does all the dirt is still living so [Big Remo:] It's real n***a sh** [2Pac:] That might be that hero sh** That goes back to Africans telling stories and sh** You know, we"re just pa**ing that hero Like a soldier though [Verse 1: Big Remo] I had a dream Something like Martin Luther the King And I could see it Right before my eyes, and it was wild I could be it Only if I tried a little meaner Make my momma a believer We were riding out to Phoenix In a little limo lease Nah, it was a rental car from Big Homie For a vacay, but I had my demo on me Now pause, this was 1994 I'm living on the west side, Tre-Fo In Phoenix met a n***a, he was from the Tre-Fo In the same hotel, and we became folks He said he never heard such words And I'm from home And my voice was strong, had spunk like Stallone I was wet behind the ears Headlights to a deer Buckshots to a n***a with a gauge with the pen So I figured I'd roll with him Which ruined weekend Would my mom be the purpose of the ride to Phoenix? All the gas in this motherf**ing rental we spent In a four cylinder, a horse could beat if he sprint n***a But I was born to feel like God touched a n***a's spirit I remember it like a dream Martin Luther King [2Pac:] We could never take the stance, which was our true stance To be straight soldiers, straight warriors Until hip hop came It was alright for a n***a to say f** y'all We'll do what the f** we want [Verse 2: HaLo] Peep Words of a daily scribe Palestinian thoughts through Israeli eyes Most complaints from those who have barely tried I dream this everyday before my daily rise Fried from fuchsia colored buds That loosen up the lugs, gave brews a couple chugs (Mumbles the next rhyme scheme) And Boo is a bu*tercup ?? ?? ?? We cool and cuddle up The roundest bubble bu*t We clown and cut it up The sounds of summer yep, yep, yep Old rules, no rules when you run it but Got to sell the dream, sell the fame Wrapped in cellophane Send them all back from where the hell you came Propeller plane fly, plotting on towns to gain It's easy when the whole world sounds the same Strange, I can't get out this rain Strange, I can't get out this rain Sun showers are a sign of the power This expedition the trim is Eddie Bauer Now or never got to get it together For better or worse, Velveeta this cheddar Yes sir Collected and clever When communicating this criteria all together No, you would never navigate a nautical knot Without your crew's Capitan calling the shots Now who's hot? And Boo is a bu*tercup We cool and cuddle up The roundest bubble bu*t Now who's hot? Now who's hot? Now who's hot?