G.E.M. - Soldier lyrics

[Hook] Soldier keep on marchin' on Head down til the work is done Waitin' on that morning sun Soldier keep on marchin' on Oh, oh (8x) [Verse 1, Austin] Uh, I got told not to f** with 'em But how the f** am I supposed to tell my bro that I been with em How am I supposed to tell him that I ever dealt dope with em And the other side is taking shots at me, alright listen I love that one girl, but when I'm on the trigger they call me heartless I'm not me as it seems 'cause I been through darkness f** around with popo is fun and means livin' life to the fullest And yall playin' with us might catch you a couple bullets I was in the reception centre with my momma, we had no home That's where it all started, now you know But even there it was not safe, they givin' every f**ing one a place to hide Without they knowin' they watchin' us with clips filled with ammo Yeah, I'm 17 but I guess this is just life like, running from the cops And where they get up to you and you get shot at the dark of the night But my .45 is always ready No not like that 9 to 5, we do our best to survive Cause I'm a soldier, and imma, keep on marching on [Gunfight] Sounds of gunshots and an empty gun A: "GeM, throw me some ammo man" (heavy breathing) "throw me some f**ing ammo, GeM!" + "Changing mags, changing mags!" + "I got one down!" [Hook] Soldier keep on marchin' on Head down til the work is done Waitin' on that morning sun Soldier keep on marchin' on Oh, oh (8x) [Verse 2, GeM] It seems that there's some sort of excitement with violence So people like the write to break the sound of the sirens And if not sirens then silence, and it gets kinda quiet That's the true definition of the beauty in defiance So you gotta keep going till the sun in the horizon Shows up, grow up, yo you gotta keep fightin' And with the blood on your fists, you just gotta keep rhymin' And, even with the times that you're on your own island Yo, people find it tough, everyone has been through rough sh** Everyone has had enough to the point of eruption Your bloods f**in' rushing, your heart's f**ing pumping Your adrenaline is going through you, end of discussion Now you're running out of options, people get shot Right across from your street or even shot up on the block You grab your pen and pad, you just sh** and you jot So the way to stay safe, yo it's up to your thoughts [Hook] Soldier keep on marchin' on Head down til the work is done Waitin' on that morning sun Soldier keep on marchin' on