Текст песни Marching To the Beat (fin) - Dice Raw

When I was young heard the beat of the drum
Drum been banging since time begun
Fall of the Moon with the rise of the Sun
Fall of a man with the rise of his son
Fall of a life with the raise of the night
Racially profiled stopped at a light
Stopped by a chick cause his shit look right
Peeping out the scene when it don't look right
Walking down a dark road looking for a light
Walking down the same road looking for a fight
Looking for a place I can sleep through the night
Looking for a drink and a little advice
I don't know where I'm going but I know where I'm from
I never look back at what I've become
With no road map all I got is that drum
And the four horseman and the day they come
Because, we...

The drum beats, loud in my heart
Inside my chest unable to rest
Under the stress of pretending that it's not there
Is the hardest part
Came from north philly yea, the hardest part
Can't be soft there you gotta harden your heart
And people are taught to ignore their hearts when it talks
But mine speaks to me in dreams
Speaks to me in dreams
And it always says one thing
Says one thing
And that's, nigga do your thing
And I always listen
Close my eyes and have premonitions
React off of that intuition
The drum is inside us all
We just gotta listen