Gerilla soldat
Vers 1
Waking up confused in a tent in the jungle
and rub my eyes clean with a wet towel bundle
i watch around the tent and i see my gear
i sleept with clothes on becouse of the fear
always being ready is a soldiers best motto
we are men that have a whole chest of sorrow
i reach out for the camo and kevlar vest
i reach for the ammo and strapping it onto my chest
i yawn and feel the smell of warrior breakfest
i gasp when i see my brothers soldier necklace
a tear goes down my chin as i start to eat my meal
as i think about it we all got an akilles heel
the newly baked bread makes my tastebuns elevate
this good taste has to be baked by heavens maid
I go back to the tent and splash water on my face
i say to myself this isnt no damn missgrace
on my way out i pick up my spade and AK-47
i close my eyes and go in to my own seventh heaven
as i walk to the trench through our basecamp
i hold the hand on my mechete and feel as the basechamp
arriving at the site i think about my muslim brothers
fighting and getting sent out in coffins with others
everybody seeks peace but they forgot about the justice
chorus:
Im a soldier working his way to our capital
let the president show his true face as a savage doll
the will is there and now we unite with our people
and sing a song to celebrate our newfound freedom
but im still in the first stage of revolution
mindstates are set to win over the dictated polution
Vers 2
As i put my spade to work i think about my family
i hear my father telling me that he wants us to be free
thats why we joined and organized the army of guerilla
thats why we fight as boxingloves against godzilla
i beg for water to moisten my bulting throat
my arms are becoming a pair of melting boats
this workload is hard we are suposed to be socialists
but all they make us do is to harden our fists
porque todo este trabajo no me tiene valor
nosotro somos unido como solo un trabajador
empezamos con un pueblo i pensamos de unidad
y ahora estamos aqui esperando para movillizarà
after i went away the army took my girl and mother
raped them and shoot them in the head in the gutter
since then i have seen many dead children and
ive been at the mothers side and wept with them
even though i have an inherited red heart
not all of socialism is of the best part
so i strive to atleast be a better human being
god doesnt exist but maybe some huge man seing
all good and bad but he doesnt have power
so no changes are made as the milk goes sour
everybody seeks peace but they forgot about the justice
chorus:
Im a soldier working his way to our capital
let the president show his true face as a savage doll
the will is there and now we unite with our people
and sing a song to celebrate our newfound freedom
but im still in the first stage of revolution
mindstates are set to win over the dictated polution
Viva la revolution!
Follow the dao, right about....NOW!
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