EmceeCurtis - March(Feat.N.E.O)

Intro:

-"Hahaha, I know you did

Shiiiiit nigga, Yo' where my solders at

Where my thugs at Where my gangsters at?" -

Chorus:

We getting closer, we getting closer

Who said it's over? I'm taking over, it's getting colder

(It's only getting colder) [X2]

- Eyo let's march, eyo let's march, eyo let's march

My solders March, eyo let's march - [X2]

(Oh goddamn, oh goddamn)

Verse 1 - EmceeCurtis'

'Bazonya' dying quickly, I gotta do it easy

I'm getting money weekly, I see you getting dizzy

It's all over bafetu we climb the ladder

I know you really hating but homie it doesn't matter

Resistance of a rebel, my solders ready for battle

In the city I'm the general 'Ska' 'tlo' 'chayela' 'ka' 'Menkel'

'Laaties' calling me Uncle, this is my fucking jungle

Might as well call me king I don't Evan have to hustle

Had to figure out the meaning of becoming greater

Fucking all these women then I tell em' see you later

- Then these bitches tell me I'm a player -

But really I'm just a saviour

Always blame a nigga when she know she really did it major

Maybe see I'm confused, it was my point of view

I said, I love you too and then with that I'll never loose

Because, Cause she the one, but I think im almost done

But I barely just begun, I don't Evan have to run/

Chorus:

We getting closer, we getting closer

Who said it's over? I'm taking over, it's getting colder

(It's only getting colder) [X2]

- Eyo let's march, eyo let's march, eyo let's march

My solders March, eyo let's march - [X2]

(Oh goddamn, oh goddamn)

Verse 2 - N.E.O

Take over everything when I goes in'

Whole world goes zim' and everything seem like ama get em'

When I get em ama kill em' like a villain, I'm drilling when I'm flowing

And all my words is March I'm a definition of poetry motion

I'm a young black God take over Jehovah's whole planet and then named it march now I'm offended at y'all

Why y'all hate me when I ride y'all want me to fall

When I fly y'all cut my wings off still I take off

Can't be stopped eclipse couldn't block my shine

When I rhyme I take off, y'all wait for the flow to drop on every line

I got you hooked in my scheme

When I dream I sketch you in, with a pen I design you in

If I can't get in, to heaven I'm breaking in

Is you in or not?, My soul is in the pot I'm cooking in

African sun I'm heating up, No place to run I'm catching up

My eyes on the cash stacking up

- I feel the breeze in thee air -, change is coming

Prophecy says, Weak niggers dead, heads everywhere

Hands in thee air

I'm taking everything, and live on your knees

Hands on your heads, I'm cold as it gets, the closer I get

The fear in you sits

Fear is your God

Fear me till the day when I live again and I breathe again/

Chorus