Do I hear what I think I'm hearing? Do I see the signs I think I see? Or is this just a fantasy? Is it true that the beast is waking Stirring in his restless sleep tonight In the pale moonlight In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance What's that sound, what's that dreadful rumble? Won't somebody tell me what I hear? In the distance but drawing near Is it only a storm approaching? All that thunder and the blinding light In the winter night In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance

Rest in peace all our fallen soldiers I was spinnin' 'round yo block one time I couldn't even knock on the door I was feelin' blue feelin' blue It was like a ritual I've been gone, what are you talkin' about Watchin' TV in the living room with you Better keep yo shoes off my rug Even if it's dirty I don't give a fuck Spent a pretty buck It's a pretty rug You so pretty you so pretty you so pretty love Know the angels with you, know I'm gonna miss you Know I'm gonna miss you Niggas partyin', I was plannin' funerals Playboi Carti yeah, seen a Whole Lotta Red Momma dead gone, I was dead wrong Always said I would feel dead wrong Prophecies Prophecies Visiting you spiritual Everything is real Yo influence ain't invisible Felt it come this afternoon You was in my dreams Can you visit me again Need someone to tell me to my face That I'ma win Need someone to tell me to my face That I'm gonna be okay I was spinnin' 'round yo block one time I couldn't even knock on the door I was feelin' blue feelin' blue It was like a ritual visiting your living room What are you talkin' about Watchin' TV in the living room with you Better keep yo shoes off my rug Even if it's dirty I don't give a fuck Spent a pretty buck It's a pretty rug You so pretty you so pretty you so pretty love Know the angels with you, know I'm gonna miss you Know I'm gonna miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you Wish we can chop it up one more time Dap it up, smoke a *beep* one more time Smile on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on Wish we could disagree one more time Wish that we didn't speak one more time Frown on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on Wish we can chop it up one more time Dap it up, smoke a *beep* one more time Smile on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on Wish we could disagree one more time Wish that we didn't speak one more time Frown on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I won't let em forget you I won't let em forget you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I won't let em forget you I won't let em forget you

Yeah, OK, Santa Maria delle Mole è nel posto oggi OK, yeah Senti come cazzo fa La mia occasione non la spreco Ti guardo, poi mi siedo Ad ogni barra senti come suona l'eco Di solito non mi ripeto Di solito mi spiego Attore porno, quando rappo sai ti piego Sono incazzato nero, nero incazzato sono Ti suono per davvero, davvero te le suono Siamo perfetti, il mio extrabeat è come Donnarumma Esce quando meno te l'aspetti Sono venuto per fare casino davvero Ma guarda questo ragazzino chissà cosa pensera di fare Non penserà mica di fare casino davvero Fortunatamente tutti conoscete la Casa di Carta e v'ho spiegato Che sono fatto così, voglio rapinare la Zecca di Stato Ho pianificato le cose da fare per bene per evitare di fallire In parole povere devo solo dimostrare com'è che vi metto a dormire Scrivo le cose più vere, non sono tranquillo che vuole tacere Vivo la musica mia, solo per me, se lo volete sapere Ho cominciato perché non avevo le cose da fare sopra i banchi I compiti non li facevo, erano troppi, molti, tanti Mi divertivo con gli amici miei, ero uno dei tanti Ho cambiato verbo e preposizione: sono uno tra tanti Dicono: "Bitch, lo sai quanto sono rich?" Allora amico mio dai regalaci un po' di spic- Bitch, sembri tutto tranne che rich Sei un king con la credibilità di Lilo e Stitch Io non l'ho mai fatto per questi E se non mi capisci stai tranquillo, voglio zero litigi Tu, il rispetto dei tuoi fan lo calpesti Io, non mi venderò mai per due spicci Mi ha contattato di recente un'etichetta Guido sei fortissimo ti porteremo in vetta "A quali condizioni?", "Andare a questo talent, fanculo alla gavetta" "Senta, devo dire è molto allettante Quest'offerta, per me che poi non sono nessuno Mi consenta di dirle che firmerò il contratto Però prima c'è un dettaglio: se ne vada affanculo" Io non mi vendo mica, mi faccio la salita È vero, sono biondo, ma io sono un artista È vero, ho cinque dita, ma in queste situazioni Me ne rimane una, la terza da sinistra Tecnicamente parlando, forse qualcuno ha pensato Generalmente pensando, forse mi avranno parlato Fottere me è sulla lista delle tue cosa da fare Stanno appassendo alla svelta tutti quei fiori del male Io non trappo, rappo, serio Forse spacco, matto, vero? Sono Carlo Cracco, scemo Mi ti mangio, Merendero Ho usato circa ottantasettemila flow Quando rappo schiaccio forte tipo Mila e Shiro, bro Il mio nome è da Catania fino a Roma e Milano Questi parlano però oggi si suicidano

Yeah demarco Ghetto youths Dem nuh want we reach nuh weh Dem only wah we listen weh dem teach we seh Mister MP so you mean to say Ghetto youths nuh fi live no way Dem waan we fi fall But da nah happen none at all Dem waan we fi fall Raise up the food and tek di dancehall Man a standing soldier You nah see we bawl Man a real standing soldier All when mi back against di wall Man a real standing soldier We nah bow down and crawl Man a real standing soldier Jah jah protect us all Every day another youth a dead inna di ghetto Stop di violence and bloodshed inna di ghetto We nuh waan fi see deh more coke head inna di ghetto Cyaan be afford peace a bread inna di ghetto Help poor people treat dem right Nurture di youths don't give dem a fight Pan poverty di bigger heads need fi shed some light Dem waan we fi fall But da nah happen none at all Dem waan we fi fall Raise up the food and tek di dancehall Man a standing soldier You nah see we bawl Man a real standing soldier All when mi back against di wall Man a real standing soldier We nah bow down and crawl Man a real standing soldier Jah jah protect us all Wah decision poor people fi mek crime rate escalate a di next thing a death Now di concret jungle u haffi watch weh you step The worst is to com, you see nothing yet Mi see it everyday mi see it pon di tv Mi nuh waan no more shelta seh missing we Mister governement stop dissing we And set di people free Free Dem waan we fi fall But da nah happen none at all Dem waan we fi fall Raise up the food and tek di dancehall Man a standing soldier You nah see we bawl Man a real standing soldier All when mi back against di wall Man a real standing soldier We nah bow down and crawl Man a real standing soldier Jah jah protect us all Dem nuh want we reach nuh weh Dem only wah we listen weh dem teach we seh Mister MP so you mean to say Ghetto youths nuh fi live no way Dem nuh want we reach nuh weh Dem only wah we listen weh dem teach we seh Mister MP so you mean to say Ghetto youths nuh fi live no way

Yeah... Woaah Oh Dis Is For My soldiers... Real Real Soldiers Yeah! Dis Is For My Fallen Soldiers We Miss You Although You Gone We With You Gone Pon Di Battle Field Life IS So Fking Real Dis Is For My Fallen Soldiers We Miss You Although You Gone We With You Gone Pon Di Battle Field Life IS So Fking Real As A Likkle Yute Used 2 Hang Out Pon Di Corner Me and Di Whole Ah mi Friend Dem We Ah Bun Some Marijuana Although Nuff Ah We Never Grow Up Wid No Fahda Still We Haffi Try We Best Mek It Cross De Border But Some Bwoy True Dem Big Like How Hulk Hogan Come Ah Chat Tell Dem We Nuh Listen Slogan We Prefer Dead Before We Tek Program We Nuh Grow Wrong... No We Nuh Grow Wrong Dis Is For My Fallen Sodier We Miss You Although You Gone We With You Gone Pon Di Battle Field Life IS So Fking Real Dis Is For My Fallen Soldier We Miss You Although You Gone We With You Gone Pon Di Battle Field Life IS So Fking Real Ah Nuff Ah Dem Nuh Like We Dem Kno Dem Wrong And Still Ah Tek It Fight We Kill Off Me Friend And Think Me Tek It Lightly Ah De Whole Ah Unnuh Bwoy Me A Pree Ah! We Nuh Want No More Funeral No More Burial Stop Behaving Like Wild Animals Get More Spiritual Get More Biblical Or Go Tek A Wash Off Ova De Mineral You Save Yah Soul You Save Yah Self While You Rest In Peace So Tell Jah Jah We Need Some Help Fi Trample The Beast

Played by the rules, but rulers choose the ones they abide to Swim against the current, across the grain and follow through It's time to take the gloves off, free the storm we held onto Stand tall Fall in line We are soldiers Fall in line And we'll fight in the fields Fall in line Make them smoulder Fall in line 'Til we turn the tide Fall in line We won't tire Fall in line Tormented is the soul that feels and Burdened is the mind that reasons So ask yourself 'cause no one else can tell you what is right, what is wrong So no one cares, do not despair, it is the choice that makes you strong So go alone and throw your stone, release the hate you held so long Your child is lost, but that's the cost, this justice isn't meant for us Stand tall Fall in line We are soldiers Fall in line And we'll fight in the fields Fall in line Make them smoulder Fall in line 'Til we turn the tide Fall in line We won't tire Fall in line