So what I'm gonna do, hopefully, is, I wanna be,
I-I don't wanna be I am, 2Pac Shakur (Guess who's back)
(Guess who's back)
(Guess who's back)
(Guess who's back) Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Posse deep as I roll through the streets
Motherf** 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' n***as of they teeth
And OPD can get the dick if they play toughy
Last time them n***as rushed me I ain't bust but now I'm touched
Trust me, ain't nothin' jumpin' but these buck shots
A n***a's got enough knocks, I'm poppin' at corrupt cops (pow)
Them motherf**ers 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
Motherf** 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 (pin, explosion)
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 ammunition's and them b**hes will be dead soon (boom)
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 n***a down but you failed
Before I let you take me, I told ya
f** 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 b**h
In the six-fo' rag on them thangs, that's a bad b**h
Gettin' ghost on them b**hes in the town
Bustin' out the back seat n***a when we clown
Homey is you down? D got the strap and she anxious (click)
Hurry up 'fore she spank sh** (tires peeling)
Comin' 'round the corner spittin' rounds, they can't hold me down
Caught them s**er-a** b**hes 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! 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 Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me Everywhere I see, a soldier, a soldier
Everywhere I see, a soldier like me