Lyrics:
the last place I wanted to be
A foot soldier in your standing army
With my best years somewhere far behind me
Now here
Lies a golden opportunity
While
dog's work and dazzled by the con
Slaughtered foot-soldiers in an artificial war
lost to a death march
Onward lap dogs stutter laced with forlorn hope
of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn
of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn
the poor foot soldier who's left to make the most from least?
Hey, Jack Ripper won't you come on over.
Hook me up to the power lines of your love.
Jump
of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who turn the fires
to find a good plumber
Y'all lil' niggas is some foot soldiers, I'm a foot fungus
You dead, brother
I ain't a killer but don't push me, like a red button
of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires
I should blame the priest?
Or should I blame the poor foot soldier
Who's left to make the most from least?
Hey, Jack Ripper won't you come
came to the palace of fame
'Who is that, who is that?' called the young foot soldier
'Who knocks so gently and can't get in?'
'Is this Lord Baker's
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires
isn't supposed
To believe anything much
Unless it's supported by evidence
Lame foot soldiers get croaked in my vicinity
The ode for all murder, criminal
just an acquaintance
I'll ask a rat, "Why be a rat?" Then kill him while he explainin'
Tell your foot soldiers to walk light, handful of real niggas
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[Method Man]
We walking dogs, foot soldiers, fuck you all
Guns and roses, play the wall
The final curtain calls every day, all
Strugglin off that gin
Hoes at the bus stop wanna get in
But they
Foot soliders
Not swangin like a Nova
Plus them niggas ain't tight
To make a right
walkin'?
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your ass
you be walkin'?
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your ass
?
M O be be
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your ass
?
M O be be
N the next town over
(Hook)
You in the next town over
Can I get a little bit of soldier
Left foot right foot over
Make me run
(Ooh Oh)
You in
nigga
You the doorman (Stop that)
I can treat a nigga like a foot soldier
A henchman i'm not gon' play with this
Bitch, pop a pill, then get in it
(Let's
your the man of your turf
But you ain't putting in the work
Putting in work like a foot soldier
I got the work you can smell the odour
Knock em out
you be walkin'?
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your
came to the palace of fame
'Who is that, who is that?' called the young foot soldier
'Who knocks so gently and can't get in?'
'Is this Lord Baker's
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