Lyrics:
(B.F.P.O.)
(Army dreamers)
(Mammy's hero)
(B.F.P.O.)
(Mammy's hero)
Our little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch
B.F.P.O.
Army dreamers
Mammy's hero
B.F.P.O.
Mammy's hero
Our little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
with an army
Standing with an army
I'm standing with an army
Yet you understand
Yeah like no one can
We both know what they say about us
When
no one gives a damn
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now
Hand grenades flying over your head
Missiles flying over your head
Well if I could I surely would
Stand on the rock where Moses stood
Pharaoh's army got drowned
O Mary don't you weep
O Mary don't you weep, don't
no one gives a damn
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now
Hand grenades flying over your head
Missiles flying over your head
raise an army
Together we will march against you and your kind
And every born man will fight
To regain his own freedom
And cleanse his retched
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Stand up
You've got to manage
I won't sympathize
Anymore
And if you complain once more
You'll meet an army of me
And if you complain once
That's why I'm gonna build myself a cave
Move down in the ground
When I go into the army babe
Won't be no more Reds around
I begin to feel so worried
I
we couldn't count them all
But then the sea of weeping washed over the hall
I told them no one saw me, there was no one who would know
I was
Well if I could I surely would
Stand on the rock where Moses stood
Pharaoh's army got drownded
O Mary don't you weep
O Mary, don't you weep,
they watch me walk right into the flames
I'm just marching to the sound of her heartbeat
Yeah, I'm a solider but if I'm a solider
She's an army
(On me)
I don't know why the fuck you talkin' (Save it)
I fuck that bitch with a condom, aye (No)
I fuck her sister no condom, aye (Yeah)
I fuck
I'm a soldier in the army of the Lord
I'm a soldier in the army
I'm a soldier in the army of the Lord
I'm a soldier in the army
I'm a soldier
of the hustlers, uh
The world is my custy
New Rich Porter
The way I flip quarters
Front on all these other rap artists, but me
Mama was a mink wearer
Papa ran
of the hustlers, uh
The world is my custy
New Rich Porter
The way I flip quarters
Front on all these other rap artists, but me
Mama was a mink wearer
Papa ran
the bullets graze against my skin
This world's a war zone
And I've got a shield
And I won't surrender
'Cause your love feels
Like an army of angels
Like
Stand up
You've got to manage
I won't sympathize
Anymore
And if you complain once more
You'll meet an army of me
And if you complain once
the ground
When I go into the army babe
Won't be no more Reds around me
Now you know the world's all in a tangle man
Everybody begin to sing this song
left, your right, your left
Your left, your right, your left
Army green and navy blue
Army green and navy blue
Man I really love the paper too
That
March, march to my own drum
March, march to my own drum
Hey, hey, I'm an army of one
Oh, I'm an army of one
March, march to my own drum
March,
He was a
Sexy, hip-hop boy
From oh chicago way...
He had a
Hip-hop style
No one could take away...
He was the top man of his class.
But
yourself an occupation ?
Oliver's Army is here to stay
Oliver's Army are on their way
And I would rather be anywhere else
Than here today
There was
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