The March - Aceyalone

I was born.. 
I was born.. 
I was born.. 
I was born in a concrete jungle 
and I learned to make my own way (learned to make my own way) 
I was raised by streets and the beats 
and the books and crooks of L.A. 
I was taken by the power of the word 
and I had a whole lot to say (had a whole lot to say) 
And I vowed, always to move the crowd 
and leave em in disarray 
Cause I live by the word AND I die by the sword 
These here are strange days AND we here are strong 
We live by the sword AND we die by the slug 
This here is war AND this here is love 
Soldiers are marching in 
And they're going to battle again 
Somebody's going to win 
and somebody will lose -- and that's the truth! 
Gotta learn to fight for yours 
Livin in this life of yours 
See they can't stifle yours 
if you refuse to abused, fools listen to this news 
I don't beg, steal or borrow 
I don't expect to see tomorrow 
I don't usually soak in sorrow 
cause I keep all eyes on the sparrow 
Cause we live by the word AND we die by the sword 
These here are strange days AND we here are strong 
We live by the sword AND we die by the slug 
This here is war AND this here is love 
Soldiers are marching in 
And they going to battle again 
Somebody's going to win 
and somebody will lose -- and that's the real! 
Gotta learn to fight for yours 
Livin in this life of yours 
See they can't stifle yours 
if you refuse to abused, fools listen to this news 
Uh-huh, fools listen to this news 
Whashup, crews listen to this news 
Oh yeah, you listen to this news 
Listen, listen, listen, to this news
Artist: Aceyalone
Title: The March