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Toy soldiers (EMINEM)
- Step by step, heart to heart
- Left right left, we all fall down like toy soldiers
- Bit by bit, torn apart
- We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
- 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 ain't never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it
- Even if it means going toe to toe with a Benzino
- It don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle
- 'less 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 does pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em
- That 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, the shit went way beyond some Jay Z and Nas shit
- And even though the battle is won I feel like we lost it
- I spent so 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 want to destroy something I helped build?
- It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good
- I went through my whole career without ever mentioning *Suge*
- And that was just outta respect, for not running my mouth
- And talking 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 TV, down talking the man
- Who literally saved my life, like fuck it I understand
- This is business, and this shit just isn't none of my business
- I'm still knowing this shit could pop off at any minute, because
- There used to be a time when, you could just say a rhyme and
- Wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dying
- But now it's elevated, cause 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, you call names and you ain't just rapping
- We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happening
- 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 going to go after him
- Until Ja started yapping in magazines how he stabbed him
- Fuck it, 50 smash him, mash him and let him have it
- Meanwhile my attention's pulled in another direction
- Some receptionist at the Source who answers phones at his desk
- Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his resurrection
- Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
- But now he's fucked the game up, cause 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 nothing?
- Well fuck it, that mothafucka could 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
- And maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in the chorus
- To show 'em we love 'em back and let them know how important it is
- To have Runyon 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 people hurt or murdered
- It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to word it
- Than to just say that I love y'all too much to see the verdict
- I'll walk away from it all 'fore I let it go any further
- But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm copping
- I'm just willing to be the bigger man if y'all can quit popping
- Off at your jaws well then I can, cause frankly I'm sick of talking
- I'm not going to let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience cause
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