Lyrics:
a
warning...
No need for negotiating and all that army
I'm pulling out my 9-deuce-M and I'm targeting
I don't want to hear so shit, damn it, it's too late
You
Does anybody out there know that for the first time in American history the U.S. Army was used in a war operation against the American people? Right
The army is the only way out for a young black teenager
We'll provide you with housing
We'll provide you with education
We'll provide you with
{you}, me {me}, is wonderful {so wonderful}
We'll be makin' babies til our army's on top
{'Til we standing on the top y'all}
[Kardinal Offishall]
denial
Gravemarker style
Old pictures compiled
21 doves but she was 22
Car wash, donations, rumors untrue
Family, tears, drug dealers, priests
Rosaries,
six new figures
Sort my family out and get my dad a housing up in Bali
Life been constant horror since a yunging need some time restarting
Talk to me
sayin?
Yeah, for sure
She like apples to oranges
Yeah, well you can still compare them but I hear ya
What's the deal with your family? Got any
turn it 'round and hide it
When the kickback dem come in, the government delighted
So
Police cancel operation
'Cause nuh real bad man nah go
Yeah, AOTP! Army of the Pharaoh Clique!
Dummy! Ha ha hahaha!
I run with gram smugglers
(aww) , Afghanistan Kush puffers (who else?)
Future lung
operation
An army of rebels
Cease their illegal occupation
Officer Rigby
Screams for a forward march
For a well drilled army
A handful of firebrands can be
your housing
Yeah, it's raw lingo when the king go
Dutch link, nuts big as shit
Taste the rainbow (Ayo, yo)
Put your paper up and threaten shit
Or tie
from Tottenham
For Kingstown Harbour
For a one-day operation
An army of rebels
Cease their illegal occupation
Down by the schoolhouse
At the corner
had it
Cuz I had a crib wit a front yard
We was on housing
Don't get me wrong we was blessed in our situation
And all it took was patience
Look mama
Dreamed of being a priest, or maybe a teacher
A superstar athlete with my own sneaker
Dreamed of having a family, maybe owning a home
Where kids could go
Dreamed of being a priest, or maybe a teacher
A superstar athlete with my own sneaker
Dreamed of having a family, maybe owning a home
Where kids could go
Alright, let's go
I've been praying for
All my family, thankful tho
I've been searching for
Solitude, I need to be alone
I've been praying for
mission
Coast Guard Fire Police Army
Anything we Dey pon
Na fraid anytime we buss d biggest weapon
You think ah joke in ah Jah army pier asassination
health, Machine Gun Kell' and your Dillinger
Death messenger, known to carry the six cylinder
Look for my army, fatigues to Giorgio Armani's
Holdin
two faced ass on the floor and get real
I can't feed my family with a Happy Meal
To the rescue but not Lone Ranger with the lasso
I got the 9mm
with my family in Skegness and got a job, and all that
Got back in touch with her, she said “I love you, I love you, I love you”
Give my job up, went
army, fatigues to Giorgio Armani's
Holdin the Tommy, no one can harm me; Will and Tommy
tried to alarm me and quote, he turned to smoked salami
pushing "why can't you be sober kid?"
For the innocent exiles who trek miles
Only find holy projectiles
And textiles operations run by some reptiles
as prisoners of war with the fear that
They'd never see their families again, never again
Never, never, never again
Never, never, never again
Never, never, never
the drip and ladies thirst like I'm a canteen
It's in my genes only legends in my family
Rest in peace the pillars ripping what we sown
And mask off if they
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