Lyrics:
We assembled all across the land
To form a strong and mighty band
Joined by our brothers
The nine year old army is at hand
We march through open
put it up
(Don’t put it up)
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let 'em look at us (Let ’em look at us)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let
my name
Wa gb'ogo mi
Gb'ogo
Gb'ogo mi
Gba o
Lord
Thank you for answers to prayers
Thank you for looking for bands of wickedness
Thank you for undoing
you been the army's looking for the leader bruv
I've been going through a lot but I'm back and here to take my spot
Done with Law School 8 siblings
If you to tired then baby go stand Up
Run it up had to go and get bands Up
Kool Aid jammer with the sprite And I mix it up
Mix it up way to much now
when we roll up bitches be on us
All the hoes they love smoking, and love drinking
Anti-sober, for no reason
'Cause we can't spell sober
Ya know us
the metal
Living by the rock
Banging with the crowd
Nothing can stop us now
Leather and chains to death
So you want to live
That is all you want
And that is
the metal
Living by the rock
Banging with the crowd
Nothing can stop us now
Leather and chains to death
So you want to live
That is all you want
And that is
under the banner Freedom First
led by the incomparable Albert Marquès.
We’re here to share with you the strength and beauty of what it means to be part
sure, like life insurance put out all y'all claims
Then I'm back to my bucket list and scratch out all y'all names
M-E-T-H-O-D, oh yes, OG
Killa Beez,
Migos the army I'm never gon' trade (Migos)
Set-set hit a twenty band juug (huh?)
He helped the hood, everybody was good (helped the hood)
I'm white
us
It's the meat by selling bricks
To building cocaine weak
People don't speak where it's rats and 'roaches
Cats and dogs
Cops roll like Bozz Hogg
Thermometers, popped 'em all
Then popped in the
Jaw of Tracy Veronica, holla back
They promised us
No pajamas, insomnia, will attack
I attack like piranha does
Came off the block I just got me bands
Louis Vuitton's came a long way from Vans
Ran to the top where the millions at
Hanging with shooters, they
nigga?
Used to chastise or string us up to spite niggas
War to fight for the culture, instead we eaten by vultures
They mix us like mimosas, hang us
what's up
Aint have to flash a band, bitches notice us
Them diamonds aint hitting, they aint cold enough
M-O-B, M-O-B
Money over bitches, better think
balloons, forever balloons yeah
We, o-pen our arms to everyone (everyone, everyone)
So don't try hold us back or spoil our fun (don't spoil the fun no-no)
Yeah, AOTP, come on
Underground legends, yeah
Yeah Army Of The motherfuckin' Pharaohs
What I'm sayin', independent
Warriors takin' over the game
What
some sand at Salvation Army band
We went off to the funfair instead
There was a ride called The Comet made you scream, faint and vomit
Half deafening
against me
Cause I pose as a threat
But that dont alarm me
I know none of you niggas
Gone harm me
I be wit my bruhs
By myself im
A one-man army
Slow money
Giving backshots
Like the 5 o
& my beats bounce like a pothole
Who decides war
Fuck if I know
Pop vans
Pop bands
I get fly bro
Peep how I walk
Or leading a band
Yeah. So now my homies
They just wanna flex
Got a Dragonborn and Loxodon
Who ain't afraid of tests
I'm businessman so I ain't tripping
I
Ok
Hey yo, it's us versus them
Jambo
Bumia
Yeah
Vi ste gore
Mi smo dole
Yes, yes
Beeyoudee
Revolution music
So heyos
Vamonos
Listen
Are you ready
[Treach]
We're on wax and it concerns ya that's make us eternal like a picture
Ya bitch ya, I'll fix ya, raise a rapture ripped ya scripture
I'll
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