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Description
Producer: Eminem
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: Steve King
Recording Second Engineer: Mike Strange
Recording Second Engineer: Urban Kris
Drumprogrammer: DJ Head
Composer Lyricist: Marshall Mathers
Composer Lyricist: Luis Resto
Lyrics and translation
Original
I'm a soldier.
I'm a soldier.
Na, na, na, na, na, na.
I'm a soldier.
I'm a soldier.
Yo. Never was a thug, just infatuated with guns.
Never was a gangster 'til I graduated to one, and got the rap of a villain for weapon concealing.
Took the image of a thug, kept shit appealing, willing to stick out my neck for respect if it meant life or death. Never live to regret what I said.
When you me, people just wanna see if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your raps, what you do, so they feel it's part of your obligation to fulfill.
When they see you on the streets face to face, are you for real? In confrontation, ain't no conversation.
If you feel you're in violation, any hesitation'll get you killed.
If you feel it, kill it. You can steal it, reveal it.
Being reasonable will leave you full of bullets. Pull it, squeeze it 'til it's empty. Temp me, push me, pussies.
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze. I'm a soldier.
These shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge. I'll never fall or fold up. I'm a soldier.
Even if my collarbones crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble. I'm a soldier.
These shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge. I'll never fall or fold up.
I'm a soldier. Even if my collarbones crush or crumble, I will never stumble.
I love pissing you off, it gets me off, like my lawyers when the fucking judge lets me off. All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off.
I'm violating, all the motherfucking bets be off. I'm a lit fuse. Anything I do, bitch, it's news.
Kiss the whipping motherfucking bouncer, six two. Who needs bullets?
As soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets. An excellent method to get rid of the next bully.
Actually better, 'cause instead of you murdering, you can hurt him and come back again and kick dirt in him. It's the pouring salt in the wounds that's all get sued.
You can smell the lawsuit soon as I waltz in the room.
Everybody halts and stops and calls the cops.
All you see is bitches coming out their halter tops, running and ducking out the Hot Rocks parking lot.
You'll all get shot, whether reaching for it or not, 'cause. . . I'm a soldier. These shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge.
I'll never fall or fold up. I'm a soldier.
Even if my collarbones crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble. I'm a soldier.
These shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge. I'll never fall or fold up. I'm a soldier.
Even if my collarbones crush or crumble, I will never stumble.
I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talking to 'em. Give it back to these damn critics and sock it to 'em.
I'm like a thug with a little bit of Pac influence.
I spew it and look how I got you bitches rocking to it. You motherfuckers could never do it like I could do it.
Don't even try it, you'll look stupid. Do not pursue it.
Don't ever in your life try to knock the truest. I spit the illest shit ever been dropped and prove it.
So tick and tock, listen to the sound, six on the clock.
Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on the cock. Listen to the sound of me spilling my heart through this pen.
Motherfuckers know that I'll never be Marshall again. Full of controversy until
I retire my jersey. 'Til the fire inside dies and expires at 30.
And Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers adverse me, and put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity. I'm a soldier.
These shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge. I'll never fall or fold up. I'm a soldier.
Even if my collarbones crush or crumble, I will never slip or stumble. I'm a soldier.
These shoulders hold up so much, they won't budge. I'll never fall or fold up. I'm a soldier.
Even if my collarbones crush or crumble, I will never stumble.
You live, you live, you live for it. You live, you live, you live for it.
You live, you live, you live for it. You live, you live, you live for it