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[Intro: 2Pac] So what I'm gonna do, hopefully is... I wanna be, uhm not a wannabe I am 2Pac Shakur!
2Pac! 2005! Guess who's back? G-G-Guess who's back? G-G-Guess who's back? G-G-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.
[Verse 1: 2Pac] Posse deep as I role through the streets Muthafuck the police as we creep in our Jeeps Layin' so long you think I'm asleep But at the slightest beat, I'm robbin' niggas through the teeth And OPD can get the dick if they play tuffy Last time them niggas rushed me, I ain't bust but now I'm touchy Trust me, ain't nothin' jumpin' but these buck shots Them niggas got enough knots, I'm poppin' corrupt cops You muthafuckers 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 a Muthafuckin' Soldier, ready to role take control So now I jack 'em while they sleepin' Role to the door, through a grenade in the precinct Some people panic, brothers bugged out I had to keep poppin' 'cause wouldn't stop until they rugged out And they vest don't protect from the head wounds Reload ammunition's them bitches will be dead soon Smoke risin' from the barrel of my shotty I finally got revenge, now count the bodies 20 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.
[Chorus:] I betcha that I got something you ain't got, that's called courage It don't come from no liquor 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 frontin'. You ain't?
[Verse 2: 2Pac] It's 2Pac in the mad bitch In them .64 rag on them things, that's a bad bitch Gettin' ghosts on them bitches in the town Bustin' out the backseat, nigga when we clown. Homey is you down? B got the strap she anxious Hurry up 'fo she spank shit Comin' round the corners, spittin' rounds They payin' homey down Caught them sucker ass bitches outta bounce. Now tell me how that sound? A double date laced with hate, make 'em pray for the judgement day. Now tell me how that sound? A double date laced with hate, make 'em pray for the judgement day. Stinkin' biatch!
[Chorus:] I betcha that I got something you ain't got, that's called courage It don't come from no liquor 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 frontin'. You ain't? (2Pac)
[Outro: 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.
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