[Intro - Man talking w (Royce)]

We're in a situation, where everybody involved knows the stakes

(What up Reef) We're soldier's [echoes]

Soldiers don't go to hell, it's war



[Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9"]

I'm horse-back on the drums, from the kick to the snare

Get them shits in the air, shit is fixin' to flair

[Spit] Spit on the beat, wrap it and ship it

Put it out, shit on the streets, that's me

Bust you in yo shit, and tell you don't you ever

That's me, I need respect, don't you better

That's me, chrome berretta, in the waistline

Of my own get up, I'm gone and still goin (*Car horn*)

That's me, you hear a pop and see a drop, I'm comin

That's me, when everybody on ya block is runnin

That's me, wit the rocks that could block the sun in

The glock that I got, got a box it come in

I'm like the fear, that Biggie and Pac is comin (Uh)

The reason why them baller boys cop them onions

That's me, 5 to the 9 doo rag be tied to the side

You could either ride with it or die



[Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"]

Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin

He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin

He spit, wit a frozen flow, and he told you somethin

I think I hear a soldier's comin, that's me

Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin

You better run for it, run for it, run

Yeah now you know a soldier's comin

You better run for it, run for it, run



[Bridge - Royce Da 5'9"]

We soldier's, (We) bats, (We) chains

(We) gats, (We) game, (We) raps, (We) names

We soldier's, in the streets we keep heat

Niggas is deep, and niggas'll creep, creep



[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9"]

Far from what you would call so