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The March (Ky-Mani Marley)

Yeah, yeah Haha Rise to your feet little soldier Times are changing, yeah See in order to get it You got to go out there and get it You got to know your mark Yeah, take your mark Let's go soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left Yo left yo left yo left right left Yo left yo left yo left right left Yo left yo left yo left right left I'm feeling crazy I've got my mind made up I'm in my fatigues and I'm ready for war Hear the drummer drumming This situation's my occupation A buffalo soldier that's just what we are Squatta And when you're digging your trenches soldiers make Sure you dig them deep Cuz the only way to survive this place in this time Little homie is to never sleep Whooo You see this war ain't in Iraq it's right here on the Neighborhood streets Well mother fuckers they're just living to die, welcome To the belly of the beast You got a little bit of dro in yo pocket spark up and Put your mind at ease Cuz you think they give a fuck about you for a second, Ooh You might as well be deceased Little soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left Soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left Soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left Soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left Respect it and check it, the Southside where I sling Still there's no stopping till the entire world is mine My coalition is firm, don't you be concerned To live and die on the streets and tough lesson learned Lord knows I ain't no killer but don't temp me Cuz I can squeeze on my trigger until it's empty And you would never catch me slip food to militants 'Cause I'm surrounded by angels must be heaven sent Who me' Live for the cause Rap for the cause Ain't afraid to die for the cause, nooo I keep looking at the snakes they full of in vic Eyes bloodshot red I'm burning of sensi Harder the battle the sweeter the victory And I'm ready to write my own verse of history You can't tell me I never told yah boy You can't rhyme yah mother fucking Soulja Boy Yo left yo left yo left right left Soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left Soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left Soldier Yo left yo left yo left right left I'm fighting to survive the seeds of my own So I teach them lessons they need to know for when they Get grown Say son you stay far from snitches and find a good girl Boy keep far from her, haha Now keep your focus with your eye on the prize A million rise just for their rights, fuck it a million Die Drop to your knees and hold your head to the sky Say a prayer for the lord soldier that you need to fly Dear lord the hour is upon us As we engage in battle be merciful upon our souls Grant us the strength so we may overcome the danger That lay in our way Let us pray soldiers Our father, who arth in heaven hallowed be thy name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, On earth as it is in heaven Give us this day, our daily bread And forgive us of our trespasses As we forgive those who trespass against us And stop the war