"My Toy Soldier" as written by Marshall B. Iii Mathers, Marvin Bernard, Luis Edgardo Resto, Steven Lee King and Curtis James Jackson....
You ready? Okay let me wind you up
Do it exactly the way I said do it man
These niggas is pussy you heard me?
Get up nice and close

I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my muh'fuckin toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
You don't wanna play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fuckin' with my toy soldier
If he's a casualty of war, trust me I got more
You don't want it with my toy soldiers

Listen up close now, follow instructions
Catch a nigga slippin', run up on him and buck him
I ain't got no conscience no morals or nothin'
They ain't wit us, they against us, we supposed to touch 'em
Here's what to do if you see him approach me
Pop that nigga, I don't care if he know me
Half the niggas hatin' on me used to be homies
I don't trust 'em when they smile or when they frown 'cause they phony
Everytime I come around they call the police on me
That's why the D's in the precinct know me
They know about my rap sheet, they know 'bout how I clap heat
Run like I'm in a track meet, swift with the MAC, B
You can see the envy in they eyes fo' sho' mayn
Mad as a motherfucker that I'm holdin'
See me in the back of the Phantom, rollin'
Quick to make examples out of niggas fo' sho' man, hold me down

I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my muh'fuckin toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
You don't wanna play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fuckin' with my toy soldier
If he's a casualty of war, trust me I got more
You don't want it with my toy soldiers

Shoot, stab, kill muh'fucker
If you ain't 'bout it I don't want you around, cocksucker
Every word out my mouth is felt; that oo-wop pop
Them hollows so hot, yo' ass'll melt
Barber razor in the club, stunt, I'll give you a shape up
Have your ass stitched, gored, your head all taped up
Niggas know how I get down, see they know when I'm around
Ha ha, my soldiers around
And if some shit goes down, and a nigga get laid down
It's no surprise 'cause niggas know how we get down
Black tints on the Testarossa, hammer out the holster
Gat in my lap in case you gotta get clapped
You monkey niggas swing through my hood, we on that Gorilla shit
You clap off and miss, we come back, start killin' shit
Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla shit
We organized, disciplined, plus we militant

I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my muh'fuckin toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
You don't wanna play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fuckin' with my toy soldier
If he's a casualty of war, trust me I got more
You don't want it with my toy soldiers

Two windows to a man's soul
Fill you with holes
Listen homey, I'm the man for the job
So if he ain't (Yayo, c'mon!)

I'm in that two-door Phantom and the body's kitted
Waves in my head lookin like tsunami hit it
Niggas scheme, but the infrared beam's on the MAC
I'll put green on yo' head like an Oakland A's hat
One boy was a doja, now he a soldier
My little son Dula lettin' off the Ruger
In a whip masked up, lookin' for his enemies
Riled and gassed up, off double D batteries
His last casualties, is hooked to them IV's
(50 gimme the word) That's when I squeeze (yeah!)
Click-clack, take that, fall back
It's a contract, 50 grand, I'm 50 man

I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my muh'fuckin toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
You don't wanna play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fuckin' with my toy soldier
If he's a casualty of war, trust me I got more
You don't want it with my toy soldiers

Yeah! This is the general speakin' (yeah)
When I say move (ha ha ha) nigga you better move
Soldier, ha ha
I don't want nobody talkin' to none of my niggas
Come around here with that bullshit
Tryin' to feed niggas bad information and shit
That's how my toys malfunction


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"My Toy Soldier" as written by Curtis James Jackson Marvin Bernard

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    General CommentYayo is amazing
    seredaon July 23, 2005   Link
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    General CommentNot exactly lyrically deep but a god damn awesome tune. Kinda pisses all over Eminem's Toy Soldiers
    jay-bon July 27, 2005   Link
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    General CommentThough Yayo is on the song, it's probably a reference to The Game. At the time, Game was off dissing 50's enemies and the two had fallen out. He's basically saying that Game is just one of his 'soldiers', sent out to do his bidding. He's replaceable.
    Illuminattileon August 16, 2005   Link
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    General Commentthis song is creepy as shit.
    fvkon February 11, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthis song makes me think of dildos
    Ruton May 07, 2006   Link
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    General Commenthehehe...dildos

    rap music sux.
    i_rule_allon August 10, 2006   Link
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    General Commentrap is crap, that rhymes yay
    Braton March 18, 2007   Link
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    General Commentthis song rocks!
    one of my faves!
    saraXkillson March 18, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThe gayest lyrics ever.

    Don't fuck with his toy soldier (fuck buddy).

    Battery in his back (fucking him up the ass).

    It's ok to come out now.
    Palestinian Divaon July 03, 2008   Link

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