THE SOPRANROWES Lyrics

We're soldiers

Soldiers don't go to hell

It's war, soldiers

They kill other soldiers

We're in a situation where

Everybody involved knows the stakes

And if you're gonna accept those stakes

You gotta do certain things

It's business

Soldiers

We follow codes

But here's what they don't tell you

Yeah that fruit that you eating, yeah, it was picked by slaves, yeah

If you go far enough, uh, down the chain, yeah

Always comes back to only one place

Yeah I'm talking bout that forced labour, bitch

About the chains, about the chains

Still I don't give a fuck

This shit getting played

After my body drop from a AK

Bullet from CSIS, maybe Mossad

Pitching in cause they don't like, yeah, how I ride

So hard for motherfucking Palestine

And ima say give it all back, and I ain't lying

They ain't the big baddies y'all make 'em out to be (ay)

Free the children, ima ride till the day I die

It's all the same game played the same way (ay)

But right now, the global core, it excavates

Extracting value, leaving death up in it's wake

Western pigs treat the global south as slaves (ay)

We some soldiers and we keep at war

Fuck with the Sopranrowes and we'll kill you, yeah, keep the sword

We became the pigs that we're told to hate

Read Animal Farm again

What did George Orwell say? Pack the reefer up

Keep it up

She a bad bitch, she a slut

Dancing with me, she the devil

Ah, yeah, pick it up, ay

I was dancing with her, shit, I'm geeking up, ah, yeah

Call Carmela, yeah, see what's up

Pissed she ain't with me, I'm with some other bitch

She says I'm MIA, investing hard in my own punishment

I touch down in Miami, call the Uber with my gun on hip

It's all war, it's all war, we're all soldiers, all soldiers, ay

Like Chris, man, I think I need some rehab

They gon love me at first, but they gon hate when I relapse

So when I say family, bitch, I'm not just talking 'bout blood ties

I'm talking 'bout true OG's, that's where mud lies

Keeping on the energy, protecting all the kids

Man, fuck Aubrey Graham, and fuck what he did

But I pray for his soul cause ignorance is bliss

And when you're treated not well, you pass it to your kids, uh

Now, now, now, now

Yeah I'm going off, woah, woah, woah, woah

He's too crazy now, oh, oh, no, no

Or maybe I've seen death bottoms and real lows

Focus how it's gave

Dave, you need to wake up

I got to say kid, you really, you really fucked up

You really just blacking out every night on them drugs

You say you need it to wake up, but bitch you need it to stay up

You can't even cope with the consequences

And I'm mob tied up

Only fucking with the family, OG's

If you ain't one, then

Get the fuck out my way

And get the fuck up, do something

Gotta grow up, get your new blicky tucked

I got brand new sticks for you waking up

Energy that get you out the bed, yeah, lift you up

I can heal you, I feel you, your presence sir

Please just give yourself to me, I am a messenger

I ain't the lord himself, but I am your brother, bitch

It's Jesus Christ on the track, and this your punishment

It's that I'm living through you, and now you are me

And so I bless you, ya, with this eulogy, ah

It's only you and me