[Hook]
Soldier keep on marchin' on
Head down til the work is done
Waitin' on that morning sun
Soldier keep on marchin' on

Oh, oh (8x)

[Verse 1, Austin]
Uh, I got told not to fuck with 'em
But how the fuck am I supposed to tell my bro that I been with em
How am I supposed to tell him that I ever dealt dope with em
And the other side is taking shots at me, alright listen
I love that one girl, but when I'm on the trigger they call me heartless
I'm not me as it seems 'cause I been through darkness
Fuck around with popo is fun and means livin' life to the fullest
And yall playin' with us might catch you a couple bullets
I was in the reception centre with my momma, we had no home
That's where it all started, now you know
But even there it was not safe, they givin' every fucking one a place to hide
Without they knowin' they watchin' us with clips filled with ammo
Yeah, I'm 17 but I guess this is just life like, running from the cops
And where they get up to you and you get shot at the dark of the night
But my .45 is always ready
No not like that 9 to 5, we do our best to survive
Cause I'm a soldier, and imma, keep on marching on
[Gunfight]
Sounds of gunshots and an empty gun
A: "GeM, throw me some ammo man" (heavy breathing)
"throw me some fucking ammo, GeM!"
+ "Changing mags, changing mags!"
+ "I got one down!"

[Hook]
Soldier keep on marchin' on
Head down til the work is done
Waitin' on that morning sun
Soldier keep on marchin' on

Oh, oh (8x)

[Verse 2, GeM]
It seems that there's some sort of excitement with violence
So people like the write to break the sound of the sirens
And if not sirens then silence, and it gets kinda quiet
That's the true definition of the beauty in defiance
So you gotta keep going till the sun in the horizon
Shows up, grow up, yo you gotta keep fightin'
And with the blood on your fists, you just gotta keep rhymin'
And, even with the times that you're on your own island
Yo, people find it tough, everyone has been through rough shit
Everyone has had enough to the point of eruption
Your bloods fuckin' rushing, your heart's fucking pumping
Your adrenaline is going through you, end of discussion
Now you're running out of options, people get shot
Right across from your street or even shot up on the block
You grab your pen and pad, you just shit and you jot
So the way to stay safe, yo it's up to your thoughts
[Hook]
Soldier keep on marchin' on
Head down til the work is done
Waitin' on that morning sun
Soldier keep on marchin' on