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Songtexte: Phyzical Thurapy. Other. Soldier.


(Intro - Phyzical)
Phyzical Thurapy
Soldier....

(Chorus - Thurapy)
You know I...
Never give up, never give in,
It's like suicide, if you don't put up a fight,
You know I...
Suffered the pain, doin' my thang,
But I'm still standin' tall, that's because all in all I'm...
Like a soldierrrr, Tough like a soldierrrr
Like a soldierrrr, Tough like a soldierrrr.

(Verse 1 - Thurapy)
You know I...
Keep it tough like a soldier,
Never gonna' fold I hold my own shoulder,
And this weight that I carry is a boulder,
But I won't let the temper get colder,
Every night in da bed when I'm feelin' so alive,
I wonder if tomorrow is when I'm gonna' die,
But I say to myself "B you gotta' succeed",
There's so much s*** that you haven't even seen,
And so I... I fight fo' da freedom,
Fight fo' my people 'cos da fight gonna' free 'em,
At the end we come out with class,
'Cos we go-gettas and we kick they ass,
I walk the line like Joaquin Phoenix,
The world is mine and b**** I mean it,
Got my bravery in check,
And the cross around my neck,
Now I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee,
Got mo' hooks than Muhammad Ali,
I feel no pain 'cos I been through it all,
I fear no man 'cos my balls do my talk,
So let me see my soul survivors,
Put yo' hands up like you a robber,
And we marchin' through the night,
Born and raised prepared to fight.

(Chorus - Thurapy)
You know I...
Never give up, never give in,
It's like suicide, if you don't put up a fight,
You know I...
Suffered the pain, doin' my thang,
But I'm still standin' tall, that's because all in all I'm...
Like a soldierrrr, Tough like a soldierrrr
Like a soldierrrr, Tough like a soldierrrr.

(Verse 2 - Phyzical)
You can call me one hot son of a soldier,
My composure's about to hold ya',
Take this s*** while I rock da mic,
And if you wanna' fight I'm Kimbo Slice,
What you lookin' at? Betta' not be me!,
You know I freestyle but this s*** ain't free,
I'm a motivated, dedicated, hard-working kid,
And I got a lotta' haters on my back that I kill,
But I do it fo' da fans 'cos I got 3 million,
Couple more years and I'll have 2 billion,
I gotta' kick ass 'cos it makes you jealous,
S***... I can even lay down accapellas,
You know I got talent so I gotta' stay wit it,
Despise all the bull s*** I've been through I'm in it,
I've been through it all I could write a damn book,
I got more stories than that guy Dane Cook,
Everyday I pray to Lord got me in the right path,
I gotta' hit the top and I gotta' get it fast,
Life goes quick in the blink of an eye,
Do what you gotta' do then we all die (die),
No comin' back so I gotta' survive,
Gotta' play my cards right workin' 9 to 5,
Mic check 1 2 put me in the studio,
M.V.P. dog play me on the radio,
And now I got girls lookin' at me like a hawk,
To all my haters my middle fingers up!,
And now I got cats that want me to collab,
"Hey Phyzical Thurapy can I be on your track?",
Uhh... let's see now dumb ass,
Do I know you? Here's an idea,
Take my class, learn how to rap,
And shove it up your ass!

(Chorus - Thurapy)
You know I...
Never give up, never give in,
It's like suicide, if you don't put up a fight,
You know I...
Suffered the pain, doin' my thang,
But I'm still standin' tall, that's because all in all I'm...
Like a soldierrrr, Tough like a soldierrrr
Like a soldierrrr, Tough like a soldierrrr.

(Outro - Thurapy)
Yeah!... That song right there man...
Is for anybody... who's been through some rough s***...
You never gave up man, and you never gave in...
You just became stronger... 'cos you a soldier
Phyzical Thurapy