Heard he grew up in Queens
Got a bullet to the brain
Dug a step into fame
But that don't mean a thing
Said he'd rather be king
With an absolute reign
'Till he finds himself a victim of the game
(He was stabbing her back, as a matter of fact)
Then his life became serious

Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again

People say that you're blind
Then they say that you're fine
But they won't help you find
Find the road again
If they won't help you fight
So they torture your mind
Then leave you delirious (hee hee hee), Oh my

Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again

No, no
No, no
Hee hee hee
No, no
Baby, baby
Hee hee hee

Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again

Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Show you the things that make a man a king
Marchin' like the soldier
Marchin' like a soldier boy
Why don't you shine like you're the man again