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| 4:56 | ||||
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiers [Verse 1] I`m supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain`t supposed to know it Even if it means goin` toe to toe with a Benzino it don`t matter I`d never drag them in battles that I can`t handle unless I absolutely have to I`m supposed to set an example I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide `em If some shit ever just pop off, I`m supposed to be beside `em Now the Ja shit i tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There`s a certain line you just don`t cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie`s name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent too much energy on it, honestly I`m exhausted And I`m so caught in it I almost feel I`m the one who caused it This ain`t what I`m in hip-hop for, it`s not why I got in it That was never my object for someone to get killed Why would I wanna destroy something I helped build It wasn`t my intentions, my intentions was good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin` ... Now it`s just out of respect for not runnin` my mouth And talkin` about something that I knew nothing about Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn`t my beef So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth While he`s all over t.v. down talkin` a man who literally saved my life Like fuck it i understand this is business And this shit just isn`t none of my business But still knowin` this shit could pop off at any minute cuz [Chorus] [Verse 2] There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme And wouldn`t have to worry about one of your people dyin` But now it`s elevated cuz once you put someone`s kids in it The shit gets escalated, it ain`t just words no more is it? It`s a different ball game, callin` names and you ain`t just rappin` We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin` Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him And asked him not to start it he wasn`t gonna go after him Until Ja started yappin` in magazines how he stabbed him Fuck it 50 smash `em, mash `em and let him have it Meanwhile my attention is pullin` in other directions Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk Has an erection for me and thinks that I`ll be his ressurection Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record But now he`s fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up Was through that publication the same one that made me famous Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin` Well fuck it, that motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then But I`m so busy being pissed off I don`t stop to think That we just inherited 50`s beef with Murder Inc. And he`s inherited mine which is fine ain`t like either of us mind We still have soldiers that`s on the front line That`s willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us We`ll maybe shout `em out in a rap or up in a chorus To show them we love `em back and let `em know how important it is To have Runion Avenue Soldiers up in our corners Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is But I ain`t tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered It ain`t worth it I can`t think of a perfecter way to word it Then to just say that I love ya`ll too much to see the virdict I`ll walk away from it all before I let it go any further But don`t get it twisted, it`s not a plea that I`m coppin` I`m just willin` to be the bigger man If ya`ll can quit poppin` off at your jaws well then I can, Cuz frankly I`m sick of talkin` I`m not gonna let someone elses coffin rest on my conscience cuz |
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2. |
| 3:29 | ||||
Guess who`s back
Shady`s back tell a friend Now everyone report to the dance floor To the dance floor to the dance floor Now everyone report to the dance floor Alright stop Come here little kiddies on my lap Guess who`s back with a brand new rap And I don`t mean rap as in a new case Of child mulestation accusation Ah ah ah ah ah no worries Papa`s got a brand new bag of toys What else could I possibly do to make noise I`ve done touched on everything but little boys That`s not a stab at Michael That`s just a metaphor I`m just psycho I go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes Good god dip do a little slide Bend down touch your toes and just glide To the center of the dance floor Like TP for my bung hole And it`s cool if you let one go Nobody`s gonna know who`d hear it Give a little poot poot it`s ok Oops my CD just skipped And everyone just heard you let one rip Now I`m gonna make you dance It`s your chance Yeah boy shake that ass Whoops I mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you`re my world Alright now lose it ah ah ah ah ah Just lose it ah ah ah ah ah Go crazy ah ah ah ah ah Oh baby oh baby It`s Friday and it`s my day Used to party all the way to Sunday Maybe `til Monday I don`t know what day Everyday`s just a holiday Cruisin` on the freeway feelin` kind of breezy Let the top down and my hair blow I don`t know where I`m goin` All I know is when I get there someone`s gonna touch my body Excuse me miss I don`t mean to sound like a jerk But I`m feelin` just a little stressed out from work Would you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair Spit on me maybe gouge my eyes out yeah What`s ya name girl what`s ya sign Man you must be up out yo mind Dre ah ah beer goggles blind I`m just tryin` to unwind now I`m Now I`m gonna make you dance It`s your chance Yeah boy shake that ass Whoops I mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you`re my world Alright now lose it ah ah ah ah ah Just lose it ah ah ah ah ah Go crazy ah ah ah ah ah Oh baby oh baby It`s Tuesday and I`m locked up I`m in jail and I don`t know what happened They say I was runnin` butt naked Down the street screamin` ah ah ah ah Well I`m sorry I don`t remember All I know is this much I`m not guilty They said Save it boy we got you on tape Yellin` at an old lady to touch my body Now this is the part where the rap breaks down Gets real intense no one makes a sound Everything looks like it`s 8 Mile now The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves now snap back to reality look it`s B Rabbit Oh you signed me up to battle I`m a grown man Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba I don`t have any lines to go right here so tubba Tellytubby fellas what fellas grab your left nut make your right one jealous what Black girls white girls skinny girls fat girls Tall girls small girls I`m callin` all girls Everyone report to the dance floor It`s your chance for a little romance or butt squeezin` It`s the season just go ah ah ah ah It`s so appeasin` Now I`m gonna make you dance It`s your chance Yeah boy shake that ass Whoops I mean girl girl girl girl Girl you know you`re my world Alright now lose It ah ah ah ah ah Just lose it ah ah ah ah ah Go crazy ah ah ah ah ah Oh baby oh baby baby Touch my body Touch my body Ooh boy just touch my body I mean girl just touch my body |