araabMUZIK - Soldier lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, ya'll know what it is What it do cuz (bad man in the booth) T-Sk**z on the mic yeah.. and I'm serious I'm badder than them x2 Okay see see [Hook] I've been a soldier since day one Hear the sound of my guns Rahm-pa-pa-puh-pum-pum! Yeah, I've been a soldier since day one Hear the sound of my gun Rahm-pa-pa-puh-pum-pum! k**ing them as they come! [Verse 1] Strips of a baller, no Chelsea jersey, just strictly military So I move like its the third month and raise the dead and buried I'm in it to sk** it, and I do it to win it I k** a verse in 60 seconds and I mean it Life is a short b**h, like a midget who's a hooker If I ever meet my haters, I'mma feed them to a butcher I'm on fire man, I should be a fire man Your chick dey give bad jobs so I got fired man I got bars like a histogram Sorry for the wait but I gotta drop these kilograms And I ain't talking bout Scott when I say that I'm the sick one But I'm the one like Jet Li My music makes you jump up, trousers on Elvis Presley I lost my mind like its on vacay with Nemo And its hard to find like a wack beat from Timbo That's impossible, you rappers are too gullible I'm always on the run but this G is unstoppable Big crack through my RayBans so I see dope It's the hiphop military, man, you rookies can't cope And I'm reloading my cannon, not the one you take pics with I'm put my life together while you were making PicStitch [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm playing Scrabble in the studio I ain't got a visual but I'm k**ing with my audio. I'm a soldier, blood, sweat, no tears Camo is my own gear, no Santa Clause but you know I make it rain there I'm blowing up like fire next to a gas cylinder To all these salty girls, man I don't do vinegar 2face, Gra** To Grace, T.I. flow, paper chase Always on the run, Usain Bolt, I'mma win the race Recorded my first song back in '09 Now I'm s**ing with the game, doing the 69 Time is money so I'm counting like a clock on the wall And to all these quack rappers when I come they all duck So rahm-pa-pa-puh-pum-pum hear the sound of my gun You rappers are pawns to a king, I don't see you son Running sh**, marathon, gaming sh**, Capcom When you're coming for my show, grab yourself a popcorn X'ing n***as, Malcolm, now they hating, how come? My future so bright and you gonna see the outcome I'm out son, n***a I'm a soldier, dirt of my shoulder You n***as are babies, just toddlers n***a I'm a big boy, big boy Flying with my G's cuz, I'm a big boy Soldier, salute me I'm a General Salute me, I'm a General