release When will I be a Prince of Peace? The soldiers of our discontent marching since this time was sent When will the battle ever cease? When will we
Attack The King Kneels To His Nephew, Brave Knight Prince Roland He Holds Tears In His Eyes And Pain In His Heart 'For Our God's We Tear Our World's
[x2] [The prince:] We fight, we fight, the sun shines so bright. We fight for our brothers and for what is right We fight, we fight, we can see
that made me And the la-la-lee, la-la-lee We gotta maintain, we gotta maintain We gotta maintain, we gotta maintain We gotta maintain, we gotta maintain We gotta maintain, we
dark Silver darts melt in your heart Then we begin to march, until we rip this whole fuckin world apart Verse 4: My team be strong, we live right or
upon me [Rapunzel] I knew you'd come for me and now we finally meet [Prince Charming] I knew you'd wait and from my plate of love you'd eat [Prince
Go... [Seventree & Odd Trees Choir] Away ! [Storyteller] Genius and Twin Spirit marched on ! They didn't hear the warnings of the chattering tree. They were determined to find the prince ! After marching
We Are So Blind To The Signs They Tryin To Lose The World And We Will Walk Right Up With Our Guns Yup, Hand And Hand Yeah We'll March Right After The
riches go get it forward march cannibal in these killing fields tired of hangin on this cross witness the J.Prince runnin the south Rap-A-Lot mafia like wide recievers cause we
knew I the consequence; Always saw what the end would be. We're as Nature has made us -- hence I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never
[Soufside:] Ha Ha Say If you ain't know We go by the GS Boyz Soufside, Prince Charming, & Mr. Marc D You nasty [Hook: x2] Hit The Boo Hit-Hit The Booty
to get it like I get it let the congregation sing Yeah We back baby and better then we ever was It's trill G gang so quit acting like we never was You
If I hadn't grown with you And if half my life had been spent When we came together Would it be different Are you any more like you Though I know that
Big beat deliver me From this sanctimonious skunk We're no flaming angels And he's not heaven sent How can he speak for the Prince of Peace When he's
no barriers. But how long do we shout for? Denied the airwaves, we trust in the wind to carry what we say. But sometimes we've found ourselves shouting