Marchers

[Intro: ?]

[Verse 1: SNIPER2004]
I'll take a walk a mile in my shoes (real war shit)
I got benna over apples
A five-four-four we got rappers crashing (crash)
We got fucking cash in (cash in)
How'd you think (?) showed them?
Had the devil, oh my God
In a Bentsy with them-, In a Bentsy with them racks
We're gone pull up on your ass and cock them back and let them drop
I'm so evil baby, I ain't got no good in my heart
I'm with the wizardy boys, watch the wood get chopped
I'm with everyone of the killers, yeah I ain't leaving no charge (yeah yeah)
Whip all the songs in your head, I'm making the songs to the functions

[Verse 1: TURNABOUT]
Bu-Buckshots, bow to me
Marchers, bow to me, Marchers, bow to me
Shoot you out your balcony
My bitch got promise rings, but I ain't promised a thing
In my diamond tee, make my future promising
All the more stepped out the war, yeah they're looking like valkyries
All my stones got proper cups on them, cause they practise alchemy
I jumble up all my words, but I swear to God that ain't stopping me
Her main hoes came back, don't kick that door cause it's made, bitch stop (?)

[Outro: ?]