מילים לשיר I'm Goin' Out Lika Soldier – Willie D

Born, born, born, born, born, born, born killer The brother that's tougher than any other you cover I'm that mothafucking god damn nigga Fuck a loose screw, let me enlighten The one you don't wanna take home to your mother I got a whole mothafucking toolbox need tighten Fast like lighting, punch like Tyson It's a clash of titans when I start fighting A nigga with a foot in his ass and a tape recorder So what's a god damn reporter? And don't know shit about me Dissing W 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 For your health that ain't no good Bullets gonna go thru people if you ban me Cause you fucking with my livelihood 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 And maybe you can sell more records than that You say: Willie, clean up your act 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 We can rumble in the jungle An M God damn, I done told ya Or have a World War 3 right here on the concrete (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 I've been paying my dues for a decade (What time it is?) It's time to get paid Y'all mothafuckas know I ain't joking Yeah, fuck the bullshit And that nigga standing at the damn pulpit Cause I felt like Snoopy working for peanuts I left Charlie Brown on the cut Now my ass is soe And I can't be fucked no mo' So if you wanna test me, that'll hold ya I'm goin' out lika soldier. I'm goin' out lika S Pumped up for an all out war Searching like a predator With an M I know they don't write the columns So I'm cutting off the head of state But they co So the rest of the body can't operate And while I'm into the slaughter And a DJ by the way For giving that wicky wack shit radio play I may as well bust a cap on a TV reporter If that's your preference so be it But I'ma call it like I mothafucking see it Y'all talk loud but you don't say shit And never be a pop chart trick And rap about that which affects ya I'd rather boycott that picture 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 And go out like a soldier.