Step by step... heart to heart... left right left We all fall down
CHORUS 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 But if it means going toe to toe with the Benzino, it don't matter I'd never drag 'em 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 just pop off I'm suppose to be beside 'em Now Ja said 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, this shit be way beyond some Jay-Z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent too 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 wanna destroy something I help build It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' [Suge] Now it's just out of respect, for not runnin' my mouth And talkin' 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 talkin' a man who literally saved my life Like "fuck it I understand" this is business And this shit just isn't none of my business But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute 'cause...
Chorus 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
There used to be a time when, you could just say a rhyme And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin' 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, callin' names and you ain't just rappin' We actually tried to stop 50 and Ja beef from happenin' 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 gonna go after him Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how we stabbed him Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions 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 nothin' Well fuck it, that motherfucker 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 We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus To show them we love 'em back and let 'em 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 my people hurt and murdered, it ain't worth it I can't think of a perfecter way to work it Then 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 coppin' I'm just willin' to be the bigger man If y'all can quit poppin' off at your jaws with the knockin' 'cause frankly I'm sick of talkin' I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience 'cause...
Chorus 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 soldiersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
