featuring Eminem
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[Intro:Tupac]
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So what I wanna do, hopefully is... I wanna be, uhm not I wannabe I am Tupac
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Shakur!
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Tupac!
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2005!
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Guess who's backˇ¦ G-G-Guess who's back
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G-G-Guess who's backˇ¦ G-G-Guess who's back
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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[Verse 1:Tupac]
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Posse deep as I roll through the streets
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Motherfuck the police as we creep in our Jeeps
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Layin so low you think I'm sleep
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But at the slightest beef, I'm robbin' niggaz sold they teeth
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And no P.D can get the dick if they play toughie
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Last time the niggaz rushed me I ain't bust but now I'm touchy
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Trust me, ain't nothing jumping but these buckshots
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And niggaz got enough knots at poppin at corrupt cops
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Ten motherfuckaz catch a hot one
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You wanted to start a problem, now you coward cops have got one
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And there's no prison that can hold a
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Motherfuckin' souljah ready to roll and take control
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So now jack him while he's sleepin
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Roll to the door, throw a grenade in the precinct
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some people panic, brothaz bugged out
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I had to keep poppin' cause they wont stop until they rubbed out
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And their vest don't protect from the head wounds
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Reload ammunitions and the bitches will be dead soon
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Smoke risin' from the barrel of my shottie
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I finally got revenge now count the bodies
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Twenty cops, one for every year in jail
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Trying to keep a nigga down but ya failed
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Before I let you take me I told ya
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Fuck being trapped, I'm a soulja
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[Chorus: Eminem]
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I betcha that I got something you aint got, that's called courage
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It don't come from no liquor bottle, it aint scotch, it's not bourbon
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I don't walk around like no G, cuz that aint me, I'm not that person
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I don't try to act like you do, cuz that aint you, you just frontin
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You aintˇ¦
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[Verse 2:Tupac]
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My crew, 2Pac, and the Mad Bitch
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In the '64 rag on them thangs that's a bad bitch
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Gettin' ghost on them bitches in the town
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Bustin' out the backseat nigga when we clown
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Homie is you down?
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Dee got the strap and she anxious
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Hurry up before she spanks shit
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Comin' round the corner spittin' rounds
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They can't hold me down
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Caught them sucka ass bitches outta bounds
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Now tell me how that sound
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A double date laced with hate
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Make em pray for the judgment day
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Now tell me how that sound
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A double date laced with hate
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Make em pray for the judgment day
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Stinkin' biaatch!!
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[Chorus: Eminem]
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I betcha that I got something you aint got, that's called courage
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It don't come from no liquor bottle, it aint scotch, it's not bourbon
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I don't walk around like no G, cuz that aint me, I'm not that person
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I don't try to act like you do, cuz that aint you, you just frontin
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You aintˇ¦ {Tupac}
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[Outro:Tupac]
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Everywhere I see, a soulja like me
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Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
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Soldier Like Me (AKA Return of the Soulja) Featuring Eminem
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