Marching Band (Break I)

I'm gonna keep rappin until I get tired of it
Saints and sinners all alike on the fence
Don't you know you can't tire the kid
I been this way all my life
I been keeping the time in my head from the field
Y'all just been sitting in bleachers
I'm out there leading the band
A baton in my hand
And y'all still ain't believers
Ain't nobody give a pity party over here
Cause we do what we mean to
Momma taught me to be anybody
I should keep on the path & just see it through
Spending hours with the music is like
Finding purpose for the first time in life
Honest homie I've been feelin alive
Knowing that we are divine in the mind
So tut it up
Stay in the line
Don't rough it up
I spent too much time
Blocking all the blessings I find
Can't fuck it up
Imma get hotter than summer on week day
While you burn up real good in the sun
When I start it you know it's the downbeat
Get ya spine in alignment as one
Here we go
One time for the team
Two times for the green
Three times what it is
Four times that it seemed
Y'all don't get the meaning behind the composition
Stop for a second and really listen
Wait for the whistle to go?
I've been ready to start and I'm in position

I gotta stay all on my toes
I gotta go get from the lows
I gotta go win for the team
So I gotta act like I know



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Joyner
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