good side You don't have nothing to say Cos we're the soldiers of today You don't have fucking anything to say Cos we're the soldiers of today
Translation: Raised Fist. Soldiers Of Today.
the good side You don't have nothing to say Cos we're the soldiers of today You don't have fucking anything to say Cos we're the soldiers of today
wisdom Brought to life by the ten point system One, freedom and power to determine our destiny Two, full employment for the black community Three, fight the capitalist with a raised fist
We wouldn't of had to resort to violence But man the nigga was raised that way And I'm gon stay that way even if I die today But what can I say? I picked
ring Memories fading, soldiers slaying, looks like Geezers raving The hazy fog over the bull ring The lazy ways the birds sing A new baby's born every day Few men may be spoilt today
, I need their cries, War Cry I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune Ahh, come take a stand Together we'll let out a cry I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier
so amazing Its time, let?s walk this way and let?s get to cypha God-blazin Sin and death, I?m sick of it We need His omnipotence Stand against wickedness With lifted fists and arms raised
and let it all come out Bring the Hammer Down Slam it down to the ground One flag, one world united Templars, fight or fall Raise your fists, heed
I need their cries, War Cry I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune Ahh, come take a stand Together we'll let out a cry I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier
Brought to life by the ten point system ONE: Freedom and power to determine our destiny TWO: Full employment for the black community THREE: Fight the capitalist with a raised fist
so many papers today Take us to pergutory, we glory but don't ignore me I kill em all if they bore me, I'm a soldier, this is my soldier story [Crooked
