| Song | Message To The Soldier |
| Artist | Ice T |
| Album | Home Invasion (Includes 'The Last Temptation Of Ice') |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yo, ice, you been down with the struggle for a long time, man... | |
| Why don't you drop some knowledge for these brothers who | |
| Want to get involved in this war... | |
| Take notes:real gangstas wear trench coats | |
| Grey suits, black ties and they seek votes | |
| And you're not to be misled | |
| They'll kill you in your fuckin' bed | |
| They don't sell dope, yo, excuse me, yes they do | |
| But they don't look that much like me or you | |
| But if you pull up the sheets and expose them | |
| They'll crawl up like snakes and show fangs of venom | |
| Now i've been soldier for years | |
| Representin' the tattooed tears | |
| Other brothas locked up with no choice | |
| Left in the bowels of devil with no voice | |
| My phones are tapped, my crib is bugged | |
| My car is tailed from club to club | |
| And this ain't no fuckin' joke | |
| They want to see a nigga broke | |
| You can't slip, if you slip you're out | |
| You gotta know what you're talkin' about | |
| Drop science every chance you get | |
| Hit direct and indirect, speak in code | |
| Cause you're never alone | |
| That's why i use this low tone | |
| Follow this and you might grow older | |
| This is a message to the soldiers... | |
| Now they killed king and they shot x | |
| Now they want me, you could be next | |
| All you gotta do is speak too loud | |
| All you gotta be is be too proud | |
| Cause once you let'em know | |
| Who you are and where you're at | |
| You better watch your back | |
| Cause you might think you're just dope | |
| While you're livin' in a sniper's scope | |
| I'm not tryin' to scare you | |
| But there's a danger if you get too deep | |
| Some nights i don't sleep | |
| All you wanna do is tell the truth | |
| All you wanna do is save the youth | |
| Ice cube knows, souljah knows, p.e. knows | |
| They throw death blows | |
| And if you got kids or a girl that's true | |
| They'll move on them too | |
| But when i'm gone i need you to carry on | |
| You gotta be strong and fight for our salvation | |
| But there will be retaliation, soldier... | |
| To think that rap could be attacked | |
| Is ignorin' the simple fact | |
| That they never ment us to speak | |
| They had planned to keep the black man weak | |
| But rap hit the streets | |
| Black rage amplified over dope beats | |
| Now they want to shut us down | |
| And they don't fuck around | |
| Check the history books, son | |
| Black leaders die young | |
| They tell us that your words are scary | |
| They're revolutionary | |
| Because we speak the truth | |
| About crime and drugs | |
| And expose the real thugs | |
| This info is not beneficial | |
| To the groups that go by three initals | |
| So they try to discredit | |
| They'll dog you with an edit | |
| Print the words the way you never said it | |
| But we gotta make'em regret it, soldiers... | |
| Word! i know a lot of brothas out there want to get in this war... | |
| You know what i'm sayin'? a lot of sistas got a lot of knowledge | |
| To drop on our people but right now they're movin' to shut down | |
| All hip-hop! the first amendment had absolutely nothin' to do | |
| With black people at the time constitution was written, we were | |
| Considered nothin' but property...the expectation of havin' black | |
| People speak on records never came to mind, so we gotta move! | |
| But belive me all the black leaders have been silenced and most | |
| Of the time it's been violent so if you choose to get in this war, | |
| Realize what you're in for but we gotta move on... | |
| And we gotta stay strong... | |
| Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle... | |
| Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers... |
| Yo, ice, you been down with the struggle for a long time, man... | |
| Why don' t you drop some knowledge for these brothers who | |
| Want to get involved in this war... | |
| Take notes: real gangstas wear trench coats | |
| Grey suits, black ties and they seek votes | |
| And you' re not to be misled | |
| They' ll kill you in your fuckin' bed | |
| They don' t sell dope, yo, excuse me, yes they do | |
| But they don' t look that much like me or you | |
| But if you pull up the sheets and expose them | |
| They' ll crawl up like snakes and show fangs of venom | |
| Now i' ve been soldier for years | |
| Representin' the tattooed tears | |
| Other brothas locked up with no choice | |
| Left in the bowels of devil with no voice | |
| My phones are tapped, my crib is bugged | |
| My car is tailed from club to club | |
| And this ain' t no fuckin' joke | |
| They want to see a nigga broke | |
| You can' t slip, if you slip you' re out | |
| You gotta know what you' re talkin' about | |
| Drop science every chance you get | |
| Hit direct and indirect, speak in code | |
| Cause you' re never alone | |
| That' s why i use this low tone | |
| Follow this and you might grow older | |
| This is a message to the soldiers... | |
| Now they killed king and they shot x | |
| Now they want me, you could be next | |
| All you gotta do is speak too loud | |
| All you gotta be is be too proud | |
| Cause once you let' em know | |
| Who you are and where you' re at | |
| You better watch your back | |
| Cause you might think you' re just dope | |
| While you' re livin' in a sniper' s scope | |
| I' m not tryin' to scare you | |
| But there' s a danger if you get too deep | |
| Some nights i don' t sleep | |
| All you wanna do is tell the truth | |
| All you wanna do is save the youth | |
| Ice cube knows, souljah knows, p. e. knows | |
| They throw death blows | |
| And if you got kids or a girl that' s true | |
| They' ll move on them too | |
| But when i' m gone i need you to carry on | |
| You gotta be strong and fight for our salvation | |
| But there will be retaliation, soldier... | |
| To think that rap could be attacked | |
| Is ignorin' the simple fact | |
| That they never ment us to speak | |
| They had planned to keep the black man weak | |
| But rap hit the streets | |
| Black rage amplified over dope beats | |
| Now they want to shut us down | |
| And they don' t fuck around | |
| Check the history books, son | |
| Black leaders die young | |
| They tell us that your words are scary | |
| They' re revolutionary | |
| Because we speak the truth | |
| About crime and drugs | |
| And expose the real thugs | |
| This info is not beneficial | |
| To the groups that go by three initals | |
| So they try to discredit | |
| They' ll dog you with an edit | |
| Print the words the way you never said it | |
| But we gotta make' em regret it, soldiers... | |
| Word! i know a lot of brothas out there want to get in this war... | |
| You know what i' m sayin'? a lot of sistas got a lot of knowledge | |
| To drop on our people but right now they' re movin' to shut down | |
| All hiphop! the first amendment had absolutely nothin' to do | |
| With black people at the time constitution was written, we were | |
| Considered nothin' but property... the expectation of havin' black | |
| People speak on records never came to mind, so we gotta move! | |
| But belive me all the black leaders have been silenced and most | |
| Of the time it' s been violent so if you choose to get in this war, | |
| Realize what you' re in for but we gotta move on... | |
| And we gotta stay strong... | |
| Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle... | |
| Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers... |
| Yo, ice, you been down with the struggle for a long time, man... | |
| Why don' t you drop some knowledge for these brothers who | |
| Want to get involved in this war... | |
| Take notes: real gangstas wear trench coats | |
| Grey suits, black ties and they seek votes | |
| And you' re not to be misled | |
| They' ll kill you in your fuckin' bed | |
| They don' t sell dope, yo, excuse me, yes they do | |
| But they don' t look that much like me or you | |
| But if you pull up the sheets and expose them | |
| They' ll crawl up like snakes and show fangs of venom | |
| Now i' ve been soldier for years | |
| Representin' the tattooed tears | |
| Other brothas locked up with no choice | |
| Left in the bowels of devil with no voice | |
| My phones are tapped, my crib is bugged | |
| My car is tailed from club to club | |
| And this ain' t no fuckin' joke | |
| They want to see a nigga broke | |
| You can' t slip, if you slip you' re out | |
| You gotta know what you' re talkin' about | |
| Drop science every chance you get | |
| Hit direct and indirect, speak in code | |
| Cause you' re never alone | |
| That' s why i use this low tone | |
| Follow this and you might grow older | |
| This is a message to the soldiers... | |
| Now they killed king and they shot x | |
| Now they want me, you could be next | |
| All you gotta do is speak too loud | |
| All you gotta be is be too proud | |
| Cause once you let' em know | |
| Who you are and where you' re at | |
| You better watch your back | |
| Cause you might think you' re just dope | |
| While you' re livin' in a sniper' s scope | |
| I' m not tryin' to scare you | |
| But there' s a danger if you get too deep | |
| Some nights i don' t sleep | |
| All you wanna do is tell the truth | |
| All you wanna do is save the youth | |
| Ice cube knows, souljah knows, p. e. knows | |
| They throw death blows | |
| And if you got kids or a girl that' s true | |
| They' ll move on them too | |
| But when i' m gone i need you to carry on | |
| You gotta be strong and fight for our salvation | |
| But there will be retaliation, soldier... | |
| To think that rap could be attacked | |
| Is ignorin' the simple fact | |
| That they never ment us to speak | |
| They had planned to keep the black man weak | |
| But rap hit the streets | |
| Black rage amplified over dope beats | |
| Now they want to shut us down | |
| And they don' t fuck around | |
| Check the history books, son | |
| Black leaders die young | |
| They tell us that your words are scary | |
| They' re revolutionary | |
| Because we speak the truth | |
| About crime and drugs | |
| And expose the real thugs | |
| This info is not beneficial | |
| To the groups that go by three initals | |
| So they try to discredit | |
| They' ll dog you with an edit | |
| Print the words the way you never said it | |
| But we gotta make' em regret it, soldiers... | |
| Word! i know a lot of brothas out there want to get in this war... | |
| You know what i' m sayin'? a lot of sistas got a lot of knowledge | |
| To drop on our people but right now they' re movin' to shut down | |
| All hiphop! the first amendment had absolutely nothin' to do | |
| With black people at the time constitution was written, we were | |
| Considered nothin' but property... the expectation of havin' black | |
| People speak on records never came to mind, so we gotta move! | |
| But belive me all the black leaders have been silenced and most | |
| Of the time it' s been violent so if you choose to get in this war, | |
| Realize what you' re in for but we gotta move on... | |
| And we gotta stay strong... | |
| Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle... | |
| Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers... |