Letra de Marching

Ha!
Uh!
Oh!
Woo!
Ha come on!
This one here ah cheeta
I´m talking on the meda
I´m throwing on my sneeka´s
´Cause it´s hot!
It´s like I caught ah fever
And I´m ready to burn
I gotta get up on my feet
´Cause I´m marching
To the beat of my own drum
I´m banging ´til the job gets done
´Cause I´m marching
To the beat of my own drum
My rhythm makes the crowed go dumb

Dum dum dum.. dum.. dum da dum dum.. dum
It´s like ah snagrum kind of
My feet are speaking rhythm
And not fooling withem
I could keep it moving
Can you keep up with me?
´Cause when I set the tempo
Can you play at my speed?

´Cause I´m marching
To the beat of my own drum
I´m banging ´til the job gets done
´Cause I´m marching
To the beat of my own drum
My rhythm makes the crowed go dumb
Dum dum dum.. dum.. dum da dum dum.. dum
I´m marching to the beat
So fast so you can´t see my feet
I becha at the edge of your seats
I´m marching to the beat
Do fast so you can´t see my feet
I becha at the edge of your seats
Marching
Oh
Ya
Can you feel it?
Marching yo
To the beat on my own drum
My rhythm makes the crowd go
´Cause I´m marching
To the beat of my own drum
I´m banging ´til the job gets done
´Cause I´m marching
To the beat of my own drum
My rhythm makes the crowed go dum