Lyrics The March - Aceyalone
I
was
born.
I
was
born.
I
was
born.
I
was
born
in
a
concrete
jungle
And
I
learned
to
make
my
own
way
(learned
to
make
my
own
way)
I
was
raised
by
streets
and
the
beats
And
the
books
and
crooks
of
l.a.
I
was
taken
by
the
power
of
the
word
And
I
had
a
whole
lot
to
say
(had
a
whole
lot
to
say)
And
I
vowed,
always
to
move
the
crowd
And
leave
em
in
disarray
Cause
I
live
by
the
word
and
I
die
by
the
sword
These
here
are
strange
days
and
we
here
are
strong
We
live
by
the
sword
and
we
die
by
the
slug
This
here
is
war
and
this
here
is
love
Soldiers
are
marching
in
And
they′re
going
to
battle
again
Somebody's
going
to
win
And
somebody
will
lose
--
and
that′s
the
truth!
Gotta
learn
to
fight
for
yours
Livin
in
this
life
of
yours
See
they
can't
stifle
yours
If
you
refuse
to
abused,
fools
listen
to
this
news
I
don't
beg,
steal
or
borrow
I
don′t
expect
to
see
tomorrow
I
don′t
usually
soak
in
sorrow
Cause
I
keep
all
eyes
on
the
sparrow
Cause
we
live
by
the
word
and
we
die
by
the
sword
These
here
are
strange
days
and
we
here
are
strong
We
live
by
the
sword
and
we
die
by
the
slug
This
here
is
war
and
this
here
is
love
Soldiers
are
marching
in
And
they
going
to
battle
again
Somebody's
going
to
win
And
somebody
will
lose
--
and
that′s
the
real!
Gotta
learn
to
fight
for
yours
Livin
in
this
life
of
yours
See
they
can't
stifle
yours
If
you
refuse
to
abused,
fools
listen
to
this
news
Uh-huh,
fools
listen
to
this
news
Whashup,
crews
listen
to
this
news
Oh
yeah,
you
listen
to
this
news
Listen,
listen,
listen,
to
this
news
1 Forward
2 The Guidelines
3 Contents
4 The Balance
5 The Energy
6 The Hurt
7 The Hold
8 The Walls and Windows
9 Jabberwocky
10 The Grandfather Clock
11 The Reason
12 The March
13 The Vision
14 The Faces
15 The Hunt Prelude
16 The Hunt
17 The Catch
18 The Thief in the Night
19 Human Language
20 Afterward
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