🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Soldier - Eminem

 Soldier
 Eminem
 
 [Eminem]
 I'm a soldier (*repeat 
 
 Yo.. never was a  just infatuated with guns
 Never  a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one
 and got the rep of  villain, for weapon concealin
 Took the image of  thug, kept shit appealin
 Willin to stick out my neck, for  if it meant
 life or death, never live  regret what I said
 When you're me, people just  to see, if it's true
 If it's you, what you say in  raps, what you do
 So they feel, it's part of your obligation to 
 When they see you on the streets, face to face, are  for real?
  confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel
 you're in violation, any  get you killed
  you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it
 Being  will leave you full of bullets
 Pull it, squeeze it 'til it's empty, tempt me, push  pussies
 I need  good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze
 
 [Chorus]
 I'm a  these shoulders hold up so much
 They won't budge, I'll never fall or  up
  a soldier, even if my collar bones crush
 or crumble, I will never slip or 
 I'm  soldier, these shoulders hold up so much
 They  budge, I'll never fall or fold up
  a soldier, even if my collar bones crush
 or crumble, I will  stumble
 
 [Eminem]
 I  pissin you off, it gets me off
 Like my lawyers, when the fuckin  lets me off
 All you motherfuckers  do is set me off
  violate and all the motherfuckin bets be off
 I'm a lit fuse, anything I do bitch it's 
 Pistol whippin motherfuckin bouncers, 
  needs bullets? As soon as I pull it, you SWEAT bullets
 An EXCELLENT method to get rid of the next 
 ACTUALLY better cause  of you murderin
 you can hurt 'em and come  again and kick dirt at 'em
 It's like pourin salt in the wounds, assault and get 
 You can smell the lawsuits  as I waltz in the room
  halts and stops, calls the cops
 All you  is bitches comin out their haltertops
 Runnin and  out the Hot Rocks parking lot
 You'll all get shot,  it's your fault or not, cause
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Eminem]
 I spit it slow  these kids know that I'm talkin to 'em
 Give it back to these damn critics  sock it to 'em
 I'm like a thug, with a  bit of 'Pac influence
 I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin to 
 You motherfuckers could NEVER do it like I  do it
 Don't even try it, you'll look stupid,  not pursue it
 Don't ever in your life  to knock the truest
 I spit the illest shit ever  dropped to two inch
 So ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the 
 Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks  a cock
 Listen to the sound of me spillin my  through this pen
 Motherfuckers know that I'll never be Marshall 
 Full of controversy until  retire my jersey
 'Til the fire inside dies and expires at 
 And Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse 
 And put a curse  authorities in the face of adversity
 
 [Chorus]
 
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