Lyrics:
We gather in the stands, united in our cheer, With hearts that beat as
One, our passion loud and clear.
From the streets of London town
Oh, the streets of Rome
Are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that
You're seeing double
On a cold, dark night
more unless it's profits
Lord, why you keep boxing me in, 'cause I'm God's gift?
I might set my mic back up in the closet, though
Just to give myself
Ah ah, ah-ca ah-ca ooh, ah ah-ca ah
Ooh, ah ah-ca ah ooh, ah ah-ca ah
So it's back to the block time to play
It's time to go on the
Bus the train
neighborhood
All:
Well, they're the people that you meet
When you're walking down the street
They're the people that you meet each day
(additional
niggas falling
Like white bitches in a scary movie
Ah, you know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggas it's like, "protected by Viper, stand
the message, only I ain't text ya
Y'all like to gamble with life, you lucky I ain't bet ya
So you survived a few cats, don't let a lion get ya
If I ain't met
could you fill with all the people killed in war,
Now you look me in my eyes and tell me whats its good for.
Battlecry Remix
As interpolated by Bone
Malone
He had a song called 200, White Lightnin
The streets loved it said that Sony had gave
Him an unbelievable budget
Now that's a smart nigga
I'm tryna
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
and she's flying, I feel I'm flying by em
'Cause my mind's on cloud nine and in a mine at the same time
Pimps see the wings on the underground king
Who's
have you met Lydia
Lydia the queen of tattoo
On her back is the battle of Waterloo
Beside it the wreck of the Hesperus too
and proudly above waves
Forfeit a kitten by the forks from the kitchen
With horsemen who drew the same symbols
Pitchforks waving out a grand theft four by four support system,
By the money hungry seeking white man
Fucking up our streets with pollution
Then lock a nigga up for the solution
There they go again pickin'
gold bones
What the f-ck you boys want
Roll on you like a joint
Talk behind a n-gga back but muthaf-cka don't you point
[Pharrell]
KFC by the bucket,
the pain behind
But it’ll come back through memories of a past I can’t destroy
She is a tiger, she’s a lion
Boy she will devour your soul
She is
greed lust and violence
Chaos in the street
I fall at Your feet
Awakened by His Voice of reason
Called back to this destiny
"Arise from the dead
of July there's a big parade on Main Street
Fire trucks and floats and marching bands
Red, white and blue are the colors of the nation
Baseball, hot dogs
(brr, baow)
Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house know we posted at night time (boy you knowin')
Leavin' his body inside of that white
the rollercoaster
Dreamt I was riding on a motorbike
Lion of Judah, painted on the side
I'm doing fine, I'm back in the Palisades
Life's a wash, a pastoral
fought by poor white men
From the Plateau to the falls of the Cumberland
You better watch your back 'cause you just can't trust a friend
Because the method
Fresh off the streets, just finished a show in Long Beach
Ready to relax, kick up my feet
Maybe smoke a blunt or two, that's what I want to do
Broke
the back door you ain't sneaking, that's law
Know your bail bonds man and your lawyer number by heart, that's law
Interrogation keep your tongue in park,
figures
Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers
Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow
I had
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