Lowkey million man march

You might take my life
But you can't take my soul
You can't take my soul
You might take my freedom
But you can't take my soul
You can't take my soul

Verse 1:
Whether it's a cancer patient or assassination
Or I fought for emancipation
My intentions were pure; you can debate them
But no, never ever shook hands with Satan
My fans are amazing
I thank and praise 'em
When I die don't cry, just congratulations
A million more feet will stamp the pavement
With plans for changes, no exaggeration
We will not be ignored
You'll be rocked with the force
Of the bombs that you dropped in these wars
I will not be bought
And I consciously thought it was wrong so I constantly fought
Peace is something I would really adore
But we are at war so give me your sword
I'm merely a corpse but still be assured
When you kill me there will be a million more

Breakdown:
Born alone and die alone
Those words ringin' inside my dome
Best friends of the pen and the microphone
Romin' until I find my way home
Turn my body cold but my soul is mine
Take a deep breath and I close my eyes
I will go when I'm supposed to die
But in death I will multiply

Chorus:
My back's against the wall
But you can't kill us a-a-all
Even if you take my life
Still we will survive
We shall overcome
And the tables will tu-u-urn
Today I die as a one
But as millions I'll return
But as millions I'll return
But as millions I'll return

Verse 2:
In these critical times don't be really surprised
If I get victimised by Gideon's spies
I sympathise with that Brazilian guy
On the tube but we're used to the hideous lies
Your civilians die, millions cry
Our civilians die, they're militants right?
How silly am I to be figuring why?
The injustice is clear when I feel it inside
Hear me in Gaza, hear me in Glasgow
Hear me in Baghdad, hear me in Plaistow
Clearly they hear me from here to Chicago
Think things are all good but they aren't though
Peace is something I would really adore
But we are at war so give me your sword
I'm merely a corpse but still be assured
When you kill me there will be a million more

Breakdown:

Chorus:

Verse 3:
My people are bleedin'
So I'm readin' and seekin' the deepest of meanings
My demons are breeding
In my sleep I can feel it I need to defeat them
My temperature's risin'
If tempted I'll rise with the temper of Tyson
Resent all the violence
Cos of people with tension it tends to divide them
The pen that I write with
Is better than a sword when I strike with the strength of a Titan
My friends are still fighting against all the tyrants
So then why then would it end when I die then?
Peace is something I would really adore
But we are at war; my pen's killing your sword
I'm merely a corpse but still be assured
When you kill me there will be a million more

Breakdown:

Chorus:

You might take my life
But you can't take my soul
You can't take my soul
You might take my freedom
But you can't take my soul
You can't take my soul
You might take my life
But you can't take my soul
You can't take my soul
You might take my freedom
But you can't take my soul
You can't take my soul