Sorry but you're just not my type You know I'll walk you home anyway Did you know I had a funny dream and in it I was in the army Riding to the station
so... Sorry but you're just not my type You know I'll walk you home anyway Did you know I had a funny dream and in it I was in the army Riding to the
... Sorry but you're just not my type You know I'll walk you home anyway Did you know I had a funny dream and in it I was in the army Riding to the
Tradução: Kid Frost. El dinero en efectivo es un ejército.
blood or you cuz Remember how it was, the picnics and the parties in the projects Small time drinkin gettin high with them armies Just another knucklehead kid
until my pay come But now a days It's like bang, bang, duck quick I guess you rookies tough shit, cause you bust clips But suck dick Cause a kid got his
bloodish On hit wid ah low blow Just a thugging ass nigga That's ready ta get some sense I sorta like Billy The Kid Mixed like a leather show no mercy
the show Our shirts are clean and pressed And our haircuts are precise We are the Army of the Church We are the Army of the Church We are the Army of
Flood" I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would Man turns his back on his family well he just ain't no good Well Frankie went in the army
hear the fucking call on the front line [x4] -casualties army new breed of today -generation of scars will fucking have their say -rejected and unwanted by the system -casualties army
Crenshaw from Long Beach to South Central {*LOUD SCREAM*} Whoa, not these niggaz again These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what army
: (feat. DJ Whoo Kid) [Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}] Whooooo! It's Shady! A/K/A the army, Shady Records! Break it down! [shot] I do a lot of spittin' and I
I ain't got no statue Hannibal heads, I be the kid from "Timbuktu" One, two, zip me-me, check the mic I'm ready Three, four, please the army - "Oh