Brigade Level Formation

Lyrics

[Intro] Finally, someone is here (Hahaha) To free you from all of the tough talk (No more tough talk) And unnecessary bore-ish (Yeah, we know what it is) Olskool Ice-Gre the good doctor (Yes, yes) Hahahahahahahahaha [Verse 1: Olskool Ice-Gre] See, I've been huffing and puffing long enough While y'all been shucking and ducking like that ain't rough While I been grinding and building to wake up the children From lies, there's truth in their eyes We gotta fill 'em with the knowledge I was born to reach The depths of your soul with this rhythmic speech That's why I gotta do what I gotta, my life is a saga I hustled yesterday like it ain't no tomorrow So holla, if you ready for change, mindstate [?] So we Rovin' the Range To give you something that fathom your head Ain't no hickey it's that sickley up for freedom Come get with me, we the chosen for this musical path Thought-provoking is the basis for draft Join all in, children, women and men We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends [Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre] Come on, left, right, right, left We go left, right, right, left Come on left, right, right, left We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends Come on, left, right, right, left We go left, right, right, left Come on, left, right, right, left We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends [Verse 2: Kanye West] This a story about a bad girl that used to be good A 'Miseducation of Lauryn' that stayed in the hood See, she probably could have made it in Hollywood But, she was misguided, misled, and misunderstood She want a baby dad with good hair like Blair Underwood And push a whip with twelve cylinders under the hood To cut, he gamed up, fed her lies under the truth Now she got 6 kids to feed under her roof She didn't want her daughters to end up in the same position So she named one Hope, named the other Ambition She ain't want her 4 boys pushin' that "Oh Boy" But the problems with poverty left them with no choice Then–one got locked, then one got popped It's like they snatched her soul in an instance Don't worry, mom, 'cause Minister Farra-Kan' Got your soldiers in prison thinkin' totally different [Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre] Come on, left, right, right, left We go left, right, right, left Come on left, right, right, left We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends Come on, left, right, right, left We go left, right, right, left Come on, left, right, right, left We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends [Verse 3: Olskool Ice-Gre] It's a reason that I'm touching y'all Hope it reach you, Olskool for the kids, Ice-Gre for his people I knew I couldn't rhyme about slanging dope And I refuse to write a rhyme about the price of my coke And I ain't never gon' brag how I roll the boat No disrespect to the ones that do, that's just you So ain't no need to write a rhyme, this is far from hate 'Cause if you check my deck I prolly got your tape But that's the beautiful part about rap, we got a voice And the beautiful part about life, we got a choice I choose to put it down, I be deep in thought So if you like my talk, then talk that talk And if you like my walk, then walk that walk And if we all stand tall we won't come up short Revolution starts in the mind and then We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends [Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre] Come on, left, right, right, left We go left, right, right, left Come on left, right, right, left We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends Come on, left, right, right, left We go left, right, right, left Come on, left, right, right, left We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends [Outro: Olskool Ice-Gre] Yeah, Chicago Holla at you boy Englewood's finest