militant

(Verse 1) Step in the field, where the shadows align, We got soldiers movin' silent, no need for the shine. Echoes of the block, where the history's raw, Raised amongst the struggle, we redefine law. Beneath the streetlights, like guardians of fate, Courage in the heart, but the fear, it lays weight. We wear the pain like armor, scars our medals, In a world full of devils, we rise, we settle. (Chorus) This the army of gangsters, we march in the night, Fightin' for the dreams that ignite in the fight. Every corner, every block, got a story to tell, We the voice of the streets, breakin' out our shell. (Verse 2) Blood in the ink, each letter a testament, From the ground up, man, we buildin' our residence. They praise the struggle while we search for redemption, Allies in the hustle, yeah, that’s our convention. Foes on the run, but we breathe with intent, Every breath a revolution, every step heaven-sent. See the legacy’s written in the cracks of the pavement, Every bar a bullet, and the truth is our statement. (Chorus) This the army of gangsters, we march in the night, Fightin' for the dreams that ignite in the fight. Every corner, every block, got a story to tell, We the voice of the streets, breakin' out our shell. (Bridge) Echoes of the past, haunt like shadows of doubt, But we rise from the ashes, hear the soldiers shout. Unity in the chaos, we ain’t foldin’ for none, Beneath the armor, we know that we the chosen ones. (Outro) So we move through the fog, with our heads held high, Army of shadows, we ain't afraid to fly. In the heart of the night, where the dreams get the might, We the soldiers of hope, ignitin' the light.