Heard he grew up in Queens
Got a bullet to the brain
Dug a step into fame
But that don't mean a thing
Said he rather be king
But with an absolute reign
'Til he finds himself a victim of the game
(He was stabbed in the back, as a matter of fact)
Then his life became serious
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again
People say that you're blind
Then they say that you're fine
But they won't help you find, find the road again
But they won't help you fight
So they torture your mind
Then leave you delirious
Oh my
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again
No, no
No, no
Baby, baby
Hee hee hee
No, no
Baby, baby
Hee hee hee
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again
