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Correct I'm Goin' Out Lika Soldier Lyrics
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Correct I'm Goin' Out Lika Soldier
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Born, born, born, born, born, born, born killer I'm that mothafucking god damn nigga The brother that's tougher than any other you cover The one you don't want to take home to your mother Fuck a loose screw, let me enlighten I got a whole mothafucking toolbox need tighten Fast like lighting, punch like Tyson It's a clash of titans when I start fighting So what's a god damn reporter? A nigga with a foot in his ass and a tape recorder Dissing W-I double L-I-E-D And don't know shit about me But you don't see me running I'm from the ghetto, hoe, so I keep coming... With more nerves, more verbs, more cuss words To fuck with the suburds You can't stand me or can me Bullets gonna go through people if you ban me Cause you fucking with my livelihood For your health that ain't no good Like Breed I'm 20 below and getting colder Going out lika soldier... Crisp and clean I'm leaving the scene Blowing mothafuckas to smithereens And if I fall you know they didn't pimp me Cause the banana clip will be empty You say: Willie, clean up your act And maybe you can sell more records than that Survival comes before principles and morals So to the man on the street I'ma stay loyal And fuck up those who oppose Outta there smelling like a rose You ain't never seen a mothafucka kill a mothafucka Lika mothafucka named Willie D mothafucka Rambo can't go And Robocop get dropped like a hoe By something that they never saw An M-72A2 mothafucking law We can rumble in the jungle Or have a World War 3 right here on the concrete God damn, I done told ya (Willie D) goin' out lika soldier... Fuck this, fuck that is my motto Willie D is fucking everybody like a hot hoe So you better put a condom on your ear Cause I'm burning up the normal shit you hear Smoking, smoking y'all mothafuckas know I ain't joking I've been paying my dues for a decade (What time it is?) It's time to get paid Yeah, fuck the bullshit And that nigga standing at the damn pulpit I left Charlie Brown on the cut Cause I felt like Snoopy working for peanuts Now my ass is soe And I can't be fucked no mo' So if you want to test me, that'll hold ya I'm goin' out lika soldier... I'm goin' out lika S-O-L-D-I-E-are Pumped up for an all out war Searching like a predator With an M-16 looking for a magazine editor I know they don't write the columns But they co-sign every volume So I'm cutting off the head of state So the rest of the body can't operate And while I'm into the slaughter I may as well bust a cap on a TV reporter And a DJ by the way For giving that wicky wack shit radio play If that's your preference so be it But I'ma call it like I mothafucking see it And never be a pop chart trick y'all talk loud but you don't say shit I'd rather boycott that picture And rap about that which affects ya You wonder why the cussing won't disappear God damn, we ain't happy down here Willie D got problems So when mom walk in, turn down the volume And act like you're doing your homework Or get your pussy or your dick knocked in the dirt There's a vet in your vicinity So pump up Ice Cube and jam Public Enemy And let the O.G. Ice-T kick a rhyme that'll mold ya And go out like a soldier...
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