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eminem, like toy soldiers

[Step by step, heart to heart, left right left 
                                    We all fall down like toy soldiers]
                                    
                                    [Chorus] 
                                    Step by step, heart to heart, left right left 
                                    We all fall down like toy soldiers 
                                    Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win 
                                    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 be 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 mutherfucker 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 
                                    
                                    [Chorus]


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