FALL IN LINE lyrics
by YUNG-RARE
[Intro]
You are no longer black, or brown, or yellow, or red
You are now Green!
You are light green or dark green!
Do you understand?
Sir, yes sir!
[Chorus]
Fall in line to the sound of the gunshots
Body bag, toe tag if ya gun drop (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don't hear ya n*gga (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don’t fear a n*gga
Fall in line to the sound of the gunshots
Body bag, toe tag if ya gun drop (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don't hear ya n*gga (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don't fear a n*gga
[Verse 1]
Corpses, bodies in the morgue
I’m an orphan
Horses, apocalyptic all black horses
Red rum, paramilitary with the torches
Segregate your set n serve these n*ggas up in portions
Six wheels on the war drug
Six shots in the Bulldog, more in the bullpup
We gon' feed him till he full up (Yeah)
n*ggas talkin' real hard, but they never put they tools up
[Bridge]
Baghdad, I'm back again b*tch n*gga
Killed ya ho and killed ya friend, b*tch n*gga
Medal of honor, at war, fightin' with the best of 'em
n*ggas fallin' in line but die with the rest of 'em
[Verse 2]
f*ck what you talkin’ bout
n*ggas don’t fall in line, they walk it out
n*ggas ain't worth my time, we fallin’ out
n*ggas gon' rip that nine, and have it barkin' out
Chainsaws and switchblades, I f*cks with that
Hand grenades, switch lanes, get busted
Ghost in the Shell, leave the weapon on that bullsh*t
Young King Kong had them playing with no bullsh*t (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Sold work, flipped bricks, I stole sh*t
Hit licks and hit n*ggas on that go sh*t
f*ck a n*gga talkin' on me, that’s old sh*t
Pull up and a n*gga gon' see, we blow sh*t
[Chorus]
Fall in line to the sound of the gunshots
Body bag, toe tag if ya gun drop (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don't hear ya n*gga (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don't fear a n*gga
Fall in line to the sound of the gunshots
Body bag, toe tag if ya gun drop (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don't hear ya n*gga (March!)
Ten-hut, ten-hut
I don't fear a n*gga
[Outro: Sergeant Fitch, Anthony Swofford]
Swofford!
Sir, yes sir!
You the maggot whose father served in Vietnam?
Sir, yes sir!
Outstanding! Did he have the balls to die there?
Sir, no sir!
Too f*cking bad! Did he ever talk about it?
Sir, only once, sir!
Good! then he wasn't lying!