[Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre]

Come on, left, right, right, left

We go left, right, right, left

Come on left, right, right, left

We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends

Come on, left, right, right, left

We go left, right, right, left

Come on, left, right, right, left

We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

This a story about a bad girl that used to be good

A 'Miseducation of Lauryn' that stayed in the hood

See, she probably could have made it in Hollywood

But, she was misguided, misled, and misunderstood

She want a baby dad with good hair like Blair Underwood

And push a whip with twelve cylinders undеr the hood

To cut, he gamed up, fеd her lies under the truth

Now she got 6 kids to feed under her roof

She didn't want her daughters to end up in the same position

So she named one Hope, named the other Ambition

She ain't want her 4 boys pushin' that "Oh Boy"

But the problems with poverty left them with no choice

Then–one got locked, then one got popped

It's like they snatched her soul in an instance

Don't worry, mom, 'cause Minister Farra-Kan'

Got your soldier in prison thinkin' totally different

[Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre]

Come on, left, right, right, left

We go left, right, right, left

Come on left, right, right, left

We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends

Come on, left, right, right, left

We go left, right, right, left

Come on, left, right, right, left

We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends

[Verse 2: Olskool Ice-Gre]

It's a reason that I'm touching y'all

Hope it reach you, Olskool for the kids, Ice-Gre for his people

I knew I couldn't rhyme about slanging dope

And I refuse to write a rhyme about the price of my coke

And I ain't never gon' brag how I roll the boat

No disrespect to the ones that do, that's just you

So ain't no need to write a rhyme, this is far from hate

'Cause if you check my deck I prolly got your tape

But that's the beautiful part about rap, we got a voice

And the beautiful part about life, we got a choice

I choose to put it down, I be deep in thought

So if you like my talk, then talk that talk

And if you like my walk, then walk that walk

And if we all stand tall we won't come up short

Revolution starts in the mind and then

We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends

C'mon