MP3 
Soldier rag on my eye, soldier fit on my frame
I scream "Woah" when I come through
Makin' that Mac-11 sing
If I die in battle tell my folks
I wasn't no joke when I blasted
Wrap me up in camouflage
And put that tank on my casket
That nigga was hip-hop, that nigga was gangsta
That nigga was tall, that nigga was slim
That nigga was shell-shocked
You wouldn't want fuck with him
I hung with killers, I hung with soldiers
I hung with G's, I hung with thugs
I hung with them niggas who probably wanted to murder me
But fuck it, I cross my heart and pull the trigger
Dear God if I die let me see the eyes of my killer
So I can haunt that nigga
Poppa shot me through the rubber
He knew that I would be a young bad motherfucker
When I murder murder, kill kill
Shit's real, on the battlefield
Murder murder, kill kill
Shit's real, on the battlefield
I said I'm sick and tired of telling you niggas
I'm not that nigga to play with
They thinkin' that they can tell me whatever they want
And I ain't gon' say shit
I guess I'm supposed to be lettin' you call me
Bitches and hoes to my face
Just look at you, let you fuck over me
And know you then go about my way
(Cut it out) Stop that, unless you got that feeling
Now, however, wherever, whenever you ready
I'm that nigga, he said, fuck nigga
And then next thing you heard was "Ow"
That was me whoopin' the fuck out that bitch
In the waffle house, look at you now
I'm warning you, nigga, wherever you fuck up right now
I'm shutting you down
I'm telling you if we don't know you
Don't come out and tango, don't let me go clown
I fuck over your ass, small or big as Godzilla
Here lizard, lizard, lizard
I'm coming to get you, I'm out to catch you
You can bet your fuckin' blood gonna spill, soldier
Murder, murder murder, kill kill kill
Murder murder, kill kill
Shit's real, on the battlefield
Murder murder, kill kill
Shit's real, on the battlefield
I was born a soldier, mama would tell you
I never was fake, I was real
I'm camouflaged, I never die
It's been that way since I was built
Murder murder, murder murder, kill kill, it's real
You cross me wrong, don't think I forgot you
Just waitin' on you to chill
You started beef with the assassin
When you see me, you gotta be blastin'
Ain't no love for the other side
'Cause I get all up in they ass
An operation uptown, ghetto nigga shell shocked
Camouflage down, soldier Reebok
Straight off the block, what?