[DJ Paul:]  Yo, Right now we gonna dedicate this to all our soldiers,  Over there fightin for us,  You know what I'm sayin,  For all our fallen soldiers,  And all our ones that still runs with they guns,  In the field you know what I'm sayin?  This dedicated to ya'll man,  Hold it down,  U.S. mother fuckin A,    [Chorus:]  I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy  I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy  I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy  Yeah  I'm tryina told ya boy  I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy  I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy  I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy  Yeah  I'm tryina told ya boy    [Verse 1-DJ Paul:]  Now as I run through tha trees with my infiltry  I got my M16 and my artilary  I got my full blooded soldiers in tha back of me  And a bullet proof vest and I'm hopin I don't have to see  now will it work in tha line of fire  Or will a nigga die in tha line of fire  I'ma bust my gunz till my clips retire  America pray cuz I don't wanna expire  I'ma soldier    [Juicy J:]  I'ma U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy  Playin around with them army toys  You wanna go to war then we can go to war  See W.Bush he sent us over boy  Them men all went and got some soldier toys  Put 'em in a battle and we'll showed you boys  That army fatigue we gonna make some noise  And blow that mother fucker from shore to shore    [Chorus:]    [Verse 3-Lil Wyte:]  With bullets wizzin by, children dyin every 36 seconds  It makes it uncomfortable for me to even respect this  With this focused brain I can take myself away from pain  Turn me into rain, sprinkle it upon all of us in vein  I'm the one that was sent to make sure the sun will always shine  Try to determin the evil and good all in my twisted mind  Hopefully, this just might be the one that reaches to the world  And make a safer place to play for all our little boys and girls  Cuz I'm a soldier don't get it twisted  Get your wig split  Fifty millimeter shells aiming for the terrorist  Must have missed cuz they still comin with some big shit  Osama fucked up real deep and there ain't no time to fix it  He better be off the planet, two light years passed the moon  Rode on a magic carpet satellites gonna find him soon  He's probaly already dead fuckin with tha U.S.A  But if not he better not bring his ass up in tha bay    [Juicy J:]  Let me hear tha sound of tha soldiers  I said let me hear tha sound of tha soldiers  Juicy J tha soldier boy  The marines ain't no punk and you know we keep grenades and AK's in the trunk  With Iraq we be buck, we be fightin and we stomp  With our fist, with our feet, we be ready when you jump  We don't hide behind mask like a terrorist my nigg  Just so you know who tha real fuckin cowards is.    [Chorus:]