| Out of the darkness
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| Out of the prison
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| Light up the future
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| Hope and redemption
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| Out of the darkness
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| (We the army not afraid to die)
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| Out of the prison
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| (We the ones who hold the torch on high)
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| Yeah we set free from Babylon
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| (Straight from Zion we all go, yah, yah)
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| Fighters of redemption
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| ('Pon the Second City I, yah, yah)
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| 'Pon the Second City, I bring the fire
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| Come together, carry truth pon ever fighter
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| Camp wit' soldier boy not play them, give a life up
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| Unite the people we a go seek to raise the lighters up
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| Free by the blood of the most high
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| Even when we gone, know we won’t die
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| Living on the side, we nah come light
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| Big tune elevate we nah tell lie
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| Where we lion wit' pride and we ride tell' em what be the price
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| Know we came wit' the Christ
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| Who don’t given up life for the brethren, a blessing tell old me goodbye
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| Aim be on point too concise
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| World only want to entice
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| Me cut the boy off all the tings
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| That me can’t keep together, we here for the fight
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| The Second City
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| The Second City
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| Out of the darkness |
| Out of the prison
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| Light up the future
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| Hope and redemption
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| Out of the darkness
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| (We the army not afraid to die)
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| Out of the prison
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| (We the ones who hold the torch on high)
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| Yeah we set free from Babylon
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| (Straight from Zion we a go, yah, yah)
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| Fighters of redemption
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| (Pon the Second City I, yah, yah)
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| Pon The Second City I a raise the torch high
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| Blaze up everting dem life a light to glorify
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| Camp wit' solider boy don’t play
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| Them give a life up
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| Unite the people we gone seek to raise the lighters up
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| Was fatherless felt so abandon
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| My life was surrounded by drugs and the gangstas
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| I turn on the TV for role models all that I seen was to go and be famous
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| So I based my life around women, the lust in my life got me crippling
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| God seen a sinner then became the centerpiece
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| Offered a sinner peace and my identity
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| Divide the system, die forgiven, rise wit' wisdom
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| Grind persist, shine the vision
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| Shot consistent, Jah the mission
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| My position, starting guard
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| My game too hard yeah
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| All up in the Second City, where we never too far |
| No heart too hard, no sin too big
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| Or trap I’m in, I am His
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| Out of the darkness
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| Out of the prison
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| Light up the future
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| Hope and redemption
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| Out of the darkness
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| (We the army not afraid to die)
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| Out of the prison
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| (We the ones who hold the torch on high)
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| Yeah we set free from Babylon
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| (Straight from Zion we a go, yah, yah)
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| Fighters of redemption
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| (Pon the Second City I, yah, yah) |