Soldier's song, marching on, onHoping to see homeIf I die before ISee your smile just one more timeSometimes I question whether this shit mattersPuttin' substance into something in a worldso used to instant gratificationI found this instrumental on my phone while on vacationIb sent it a year ago or soI probably heard it before, but slept on it, you know?Shit don't always connect as soon as you press playAt times you gotta step away, do some livin'Let time provide a new prescription, givin' truer visionI dibble-dabble in a few religionsMy homie constantly telling me 'bout Quran, puttin' me onI read a few pages and recognize the wisdom in itBut I ain't got the discipline for stickin' with itNow I'm on the way to London, got a show for seven digitsI'm wonderin' just when did I become my biggest critic?I wanna be my biggest fanlike how I was when didn't nobody know my jamsToday my son said: Dad, let go my handReminded me one day he's gonna be his own manAnd my job is to make sure he's equippedI gotta make sure he not no bitch'cause niggas bound to try himIf I said I was the toughest growin' up, I would be lyin'I had a fear of gettin' punched while everybody eyein'Add to that a constant fear of dyin'By gunshot wound, the other violent type of endingsI kept a tough demeanor on the surfacebut was mostly just pretendin'Luckily my bluff was workin' way more often than notBut sometimes a nigga pulled my cardtryna expose me for a fraudAnd with my reputation at stakeI was scufflin' just to save faceCouple wins, couple losses, some broken uptoo quick to call itMy last scrap was with Puff Daddywho would've thought it?I bought that nigga album in seventh gradeand played it so muchYou would've thought my favorite rapper was PuffBack then I ain't know shit, now I know too muchIgnorance is bliss and innocence is just ignoranceBefore it's introduced to currency and clipsOr bad licks that have a nigga servin' three to six, shitSoldier's song, marching on, onHoping to see homeIf I die before ISee your smile just one more timeSoldier's songI could be one to lean onTime will right the wrongsWon't be longHow can we grow any closer?How can we grow any closer?How can we grow any closer?How can we grow any closer?Something inside of me's tryna crawl up to the surfaceSomething is suddenly smothering, stopping meStubbornly getting its way (Way) , way (Way)Drowning out the wave (Drowning out)I've got a reason to believe that I'll turn out just fineSoldier's songLord, please guide our stepsWatch us, cover usSo that every move we makeis in alignment with Your willYour purposePlease fill us with Your spiritKeep us forever in the presentFor presence makes the strongest fathersTeach us how to leadShow us how to love
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Soldier's song, marching on, on
Hoping to see home
If I die before I
See your smile just one more time
Sometimes I question whether this shit matters
Puttin' substance into something in a world
so used to instant gratification
I found this instrumental on my phone while on vacation
Ib sent it a year ago or so
I probably heard it before, but slept on it, you know?
Shit don't always connect as soon as you press play
At times you gotta step away, do some livin'
Let time provide a new prescription, givin' truer vision
I dibble-dabble in a few religions
My homie constantly telling me 'bout Quran, puttin' me on
I read a few pages and recognize the wisdom in it
But I ain't got the discipline for stickin' with it
Now I'm on the way to London, got a show for seven digits
I'm wonderin' just when did I become my biggest critic?
I wanna be my biggest fan
like how I was when didn't nobody know my jams
Today my son said: Dad, let go my hand
Reminded me one day he's gonna be his own man
And my job is to make sure he's equipped
I gotta make sure he not no bitch
'cause niggas bound to try him
If I said I was the toughest growin' up, I would be lyin'
I had a fear of gettin' punched while everybody eyein'
Add to that a constant fear of dyin'
By gunshot wound, the other violent type of endings
I kept a tough demeanor on the surface
but was mostly just pretendin'
Luckily my bluff was workin' way more often than not
But sometimes a nigga pulled my card
tryna expose me for a fraud
And with my reputation at stake
I was scufflin' just to save face
Couple wins, couple losses, some broken up
too quick to call it
My last scrap was with Puff Daddy
who would've thought it?
I bought that nigga album in seventh grade
and played it so much
You would've thought my favorite rapper was Puff
Back then I ain't know shit, now I know too much
Ignorance is bliss and innocence is just ignorance
Before it's introduced to currency and clips
Or bad licks that have a nigga servin' three to six, shit
Soldier's song, marching on, on
Hoping to see home
If I die before I
See your smile just one more time
Soldier's song
I could be one to lean on
Time will right the wrongs
Won't be long
How can we grow any closer?
How can we grow any closer?
How can we grow any closer?
How can we grow any closer?
Something inside of me's tryna crawl up to the surface
Something is suddenly smothering, stopping me
Stubbornly getting its way (Way) , way (Way)
Drowning out the wave (Drowning out)
I've got a reason to believe that I'll turn out just fine
Soldier's song
Lord, please guide our steps
Watch us, cover us
So that every move we make
is in alignment with Your will
Your purpose
Please fill us with Your spirit
Keep us forever in the present
For presence makes the strongest fathers
Teach us how to lead
Show us how to love
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