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Anna Tsuchiya - The March lyrics
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 concernedAnna Tsuchiya - The March - http://motolyrics.com/anna-tsuchiya/the-march-lyrics.html
 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
 Cuz 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









