D Power Diesle feat. Frisco, Shorty and Lay-Z Lyrics
"The March"

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Hey cuz pay attention, cos right now this ain't a joke
It's the class of Deja, we're back on some serious smoke
We're at your necks cuz, mans gotta go for the throats and we gotta keep firing till them pussies there can't cope
Look I'm in the village, I'm praying look I still got hope
I've still got faith cuz, I'm preaching just like the pope
But If I cant shot music, just know that I gotta shot dope
No time for the fuckries, fuck about then man ah mans ghost

I'm a black king and I scream that loud, damn right I'm black and I'm proud
Mans here for the long haul, I've never not been about
Who dares wins so I'm taking risk, cos you know that the biggest dream killer is doubt
Who's got a problem come let me solve it, man know I'm the realest man know I'm the coldest
MCs living my style well here's your eviction notice, I'm a live wire the flows explosive
Big Frisco I'm the biggest and boldest

Don't call my phone when I'm fasting, I'm on my Din stop asking me and the devil ain't dancing
But if my life's in danger fam I ain't chancing anything, if there's a glass I'll glass him leave mans cane row with a next parting
I had a dream like Martin, that black people were advancing
We had to hit the roads and start marching, man try take tings from my back garden we ain't gonna step back like James harden

I just laugh at these man that wanna chat shit online but when it's time no body's ever shown up
Fuck that catch man slipping outside of his mums now man don't wanna own up. Dealing with a doughnut
When you see the gang outside, now your saying let's deal with it like grown ups
Steel on your abs telling man better tone up, real gangsters watch your car get blown up
Phones on do not disturb but still your baby mum keeps calling, Yeah im Sutton like Skeps when your lit like this you know mans going all in
Capri sun sipping when I leave in the morning