March - Px Feat. Ibizman

Why they keep screamin' that sh—?

Command like we’re kids from the eighties, real quick

Think they can try me? Better know who I'll be —

Am I chillin' in the BR Army?

Rhyming in English, yeah, they don’t even try,

Too lazy to learn, just lettin' it slide

Try to make me feel numb — like I’m dumb?

Sorry, tonight y’all my dumbs — yeah, that’s burros, son

Feel all the screams and the tears in the hall,

We just become bricks, stackin’ up in the wall

And your rank ain’t tall — nah, that ain’t respect,

Just a patch on your chest, some cloth on your neck

How much it cost? Man, two or five bucks

Ain’t gonna lie, that don’t earn you my trust

Maybe some rookie guard gonna cry —

While I spit these bars and I aim for the sky

And you? Just like a toy,

A little boy, built just to destroy

Yeah, “Little Boy” — boom, 1945,

Now you march like you're barely alive

MARCH !

Just scream like a bi—,

No spine, just bark, no bite in the fight

Step in line, take orders, no choice —

While I raise my voice, you just follow with noise

Wearing the badge, but my mind’s in a cage

They call it a school, but it feels like a stage

No thinking allowed, just follow the lead

The louder they yell, the more that we bleed

Cut my hair, cut my soul too

Same voice, same clothes, same point of view

A soldier in training, but don’t know who I am

My scream got lost in the whistle's command

Grades don’t matter when the badge speaks loud

Respect ain’t real when it’s forced by the crowd

Questions are danger, silence is law

They break you down ‘til you follow their flaw

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MARCH !

They read the rules but never ask why,

March in line with their brains offline

Shoutin’ "honor" like they know the code,

But can’t even spell what the books have told

Big boots, small mind, that's the game they play,

Barking orders loud, got nothin' real to say

Discipline blind, intelligence gone,

Followin’ rules like a glitch in a song

March

March towards your destiny

A path far from shame

When you grow up you will no longer be a child and in your life there will be a flame

You can't remain quiet

Let us now

march towards the future,

deep down,

you can't be afraid of falling,

deep down,

you know, that no-thing in this filthy world,

only the strong win, so marchhhh

March