conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Like Toy Soldiers with the following description: Sampling a children’s choir from Martika’s “Toy Soldiers” for the chorus, “Like Toy Soldiers” finds Eminem emphasizing the importance of friendship and his duty/respect to those he holds in high esteem during times of conflict.
  In his early career, Eminem’s controversial lyrics, namedropping, and outspokenness—often delivered through his Slim Shady alter ego—got him a lot of publicity and involved in a lot of beefs. In fact, in June 2019, Hip Hop By The Numbers calculated that he’d dissed 137 people on his solo albums, with this album, Encore, featuring the most, with 39.9% of the lyrics devoted to targeting people.
  Therefore, this song was in stark contrast to his more unruly persona of only a few years prior, demonstrating considerable growth in his character, and a desire for pacifism that didn’t require him to submit to the will of his competition. He was no doubt hoping to prevent further loss of human life by setting this example.
  This desire to rise above violence and jadedness to direct conflict was likely attributable to his maturing perspective of it, and his maturing in general. Hip-hop had lost—and has continued to lose—many icons and promising artists to needless violence. Three such icons were immortalized at the end of the song’s visuals, namely Big L, The Notorious B.I.G., and 2Pac—all artists that Eminem greatly admired. One other lesser-known artist is also immortalized. Bugz, who was a founding member of Eminem’s group D12. Bugz was murdered in May 1999, getting shot in the back whilst walking away from a physical altercation.
  
  Eerily, the video depicts Proof being shot and subsequently dying, which went on to become a reality less than a year-and-a-half later. Though there are still conflicting reports around what exactly happened, it is known that Proof was murdered in a bar during a drunken altercation over a game of pool. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  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
  [Verse 1]
  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
  Even if it means goin' toe-to-toe with a Benzino
  It don't matter, I never drag 'em in battles that I can't 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 does pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em
  That Ja shit, 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, the shit went way beyond some JAY-Z and Nas shit
  And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
  I spent so 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 somethin' I helped build?
  It wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good
  I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' ****
  And that was just outta respect, for not runnin' my mouth
  And talkin' about somethin' that I knew nothin' 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' the 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' the 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
  [Verse 2]
  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 ballgame, you call names and you ain't just rappin'
  We actually tried to stop the 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 he stabbed him
  Fuck it, 50, smash him! Mash on him, let him have it
  Meanwhile my attention's pulled in another direction
  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 bein' pissed off, I don't stop to think
  That we've 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
  Who's willin' to die for us as soon as we give the orders
  Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
  And maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus
  To show 'em 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 or murdered
  It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to word it
  Than 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 the jaws, well, then I can, '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 soldiers