walking on But keep walking on For tonight all in what you need is what you'll find To keep walking on Keep walking on Keep walking on Keep walking
not my type You know I'll walk you home anyway Did you know I had a funny dream and in it I was in the army Riding to the station on the bus Cause I
army days when I was young A hot air balloon I will float away At times I'm holding you My kids and grandkids come to stay with me once a year And on
a jail cell That's how I'm livin' They cut me loose and I had to change troops This time they didn't catch me Next time they'll stretch me 'Cause my
'all, me no play Me come for murder them on the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way Oh no, me flow so dark and me hat
let's go! i seen this girl walking down the street and i noticed something just ain't right. she shouldn't be walking away from me, should be standing
Under the evening stars i walk The smell of cool, damp earth beneath my feet On a summer night, In the Orchard My car is parked down, side of the road
Well I've walked alone, I've walked down this long road Some walk alongside for a while then go I think back on them as the days go by The roads we took
lonely dream In the mounful quiet the past seems so close at hand But in the future-I hear it calling, calling to me Lonliness, heartbreak and fear have walked
cold Harlem rain I went looking for this minstrel man Played me a song to ease the pain With a Salvation Army band When you're out there on the dark
come to worse keep this on the hush I know you seen me on the video I know you heard me on the radio But you still don't pay me no attention Listenin
game nobody could ever bury me That's why you see me on stage rocking wit' Young Money I told my team I got us man it's all on me Like volume two, B
girls call me Arny Do more blows than the Columbian army Made my name in the hyrdogame Now I play all day on my hydroplane. Tell me if your nose froze
whole time (Chorus) The army's on way The army's on way Ahh, you'll never grow The army's on way The army's on way Ahh, you'll never grow, you
by [Incomprehensible] on Scott Street School was lettin' out "Yo you ain't gonna shoot yet?", Watch me Opened his trunk and grabbed a shotgun, he shot him Put his tooly on
the shirt factory horn Called women from Creggan, the moor, and the bog While the men on the dole played a mother's role Fed the children and then walked
luck. Nuttin bad aint even happened, my left eye jumped. Put my hat on the bed when I walked in the room. Swept my feet, and I aint even spit on the
'm crazy If you ask me, I'll say I'm what the hood made me Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head
