[Verse 1]
92 to 94 percent of you fuckers fall short
Cause only 6 to 8 is or has ever been a soldier before
Sure its cute to imitate our likeness
And never go to war
But the closest you’ve been to in theatres
With your bitch and some popcorn pussy
Im trying to believe you
And everything yall telling me
But I have seen soldiers first hand
And its not what yall sellin me
So could you please
Pull your brand from the shelf
And anymore songs identifying you with me
Keepem to yourself
Cause though you may have stood behind us
You ain't never stood wit us
Cause I ain't never seen you on the blocks here
When them ambushes hit us
And please don’t think
Just cause you bought some fatigues
And run around with your little guns
Playing war back home in the streets
That you could ever in any lifetime
Be a reflection of me
Cause I have deployed to go war
And you ain't got the balls to leave
So for me could you please
Shut the fuck up
And let me know when your done on my dick
So I can zip my pants back up
[Chorus]
Walk a mile in my boots
You couldn’t make it
Sure you all soldiers at home
But out here you can't fake it
That’s why yall ain't here
Ain't it
Its just easier to act
Hard on credit than it is to make a payment
But I got my receipts
No balance due on my statement
And yall got to love me
Hear the music and I face it
Its too easy to bluff a hand
And never have to play it
So no yall are not soldiers
Just cause yall say it
[Verse 2]
Look, im hearing some things
Right now that I don’t like at all
Cause according to destiny’s child
Ain't none of us here soldiers at all
And the whole country right now
They just in love with that song
But I ain't hear emsay nothing
But keep using the word soldier wrong
And I’ve been thru too much here
For yall to use the term so lightly
And these mofuckers they are describing
They are nothing like me
But im glad they marketing strategy
Worked while we here dying
Had to now that song ed sell
Shit why the fuck else would they write it
Or was it written before we deployed
And they just retitled it
Turning a garbage song to a hit
Increasing their entitlement
Or maybe I ain't got no taste
Or idea what a soldier is
And maybe their description is dead on
And I ain't here going thru shit
Maybe these mofuckers at home
Being soldiers is real shit
And maybe im wrong and to be a soldier
You ain't gotta do shit
But sit on your ass
And let somebody else pray those rpg’s miss
Or when your country goes to war
Just lay down like a bitch
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
It’s a lot a talk about where yall from
And who that makes you
Sellin yourself as the hardest fucker
In the world no thank you
Sure you hard on your block
But these streets ed break you
Here its brand name thugs
And yall some off brand ganstas
Wanna be soldiers
Follow me I’ll take you
To see some marines in fallujah
And I hope you make it
Or come visit my theatre
Shit I’ll show you some places
But I really don’t think
That yall wanna go where I’ll take you
Straight to the shittiest
City on a map
Where you was probably better off
Shootin yourself for we left
But yall mofuckers so hard
You can't be worried bout that
Shit yall ed probably hold down
Sadr city all by yourselves
The truth is
I don’t hink its enough towels
Cause yall ed throwem all in
For I could show yall around pussy
And im wonderin
Who yall gone let fuck yall now
Hardest soldiers in America
And yall all layin down
The fuck happened
Thought yall was ready for war
At least that’s what every word outta your mouth
Said you was but
Let yall tell it
And anythings possible
When the closest yall been to war
Is only 6,000 miles
Come on now
Yall can't be serious
And please tell me its more to yall
Than just smoke and mirrors
I wanna believe you
And everything yall telling me
But again, I’ve seen soldiers first hand
And its not what yall selling me