Soldier Songtext
von Naâman
Soldier Songtext
Yeah
I am a soldier, a real-real soldier
Ayy, I am a soldier, I′m hungry like Fantan Mojah
Yeah, I am a soldier, a real-real soldier
Well, well, well
Wanna spend the rest of my life with my people like SOJA
Rich men wars and poor man ah fighting
Innocent people under shooting and snipping
Rich men wars, poor man ah fighting
I wonder why they find it so exciting
'Cause I don′t wanna die for your money
I don't wanna die for your troubles and your borderlines
I don't wanna die for your money
My life is full of signs (yo)
Fuck your dollar sign
Who sponsor your war?
Who buy your guns?
Bloody consequences of all your incomes
You winter my life
No mama on the phone
I wonder if by spring
I will come back home
Time is so cold with my guns on the road
I wonder for how much they sold my soul
Time is so cold with my guns on the road
Half of the story has never been told
Rich men wars and poor man ah fighting
Innocent people under shooting and snipping
Rich men wars, poor man ah fighting
I wonder why they find it so exciting
′Cause time is dangerous
Really got to get it together
Time is dangerous
Do we really have to fight one another?
Rich men wars and poor man ah fighting
Innocent people under shooting and snipping
Rich men wars, poor man ah fighting
I wonder why they find it so exciting
′Cause I don't wanna die for your money
I don′t wanna die for your troubles and your borderlines
I don't wanna die for your money
My life is full of signs
Fuck your dollar sign (yeah)
I am a soldier, a real-real soldier
Ayy, I am a soldier, I′m hungry like Fantan Mojah
Yeah, I am a soldier, a real-real soldier
Well, well, well
Wanna spend the rest of my life with my people like SOJA
Rich men wars and poor man ah fighting
Innocent people under shooting and snipping
Rich men wars, poor man ah fighting
I wonder why they find it so exciting
'Cause I don′t wanna die for your money
I don't wanna die for your troubles and your borderlines
I don't wanna die for your money
My life is full of signs (yo)
Fuck your dollar sign
Who sponsor your war?
Who buy your guns?
Bloody consequences of all your incomes
You winter my life
No mama on the phone
I wonder if by spring
I will come back home
Time is so cold with my guns on the road
I wonder for how much they sold my soul
Time is so cold with my guns on the road
Half of the story has never been told
Rich men wars and poor man ah fighting
Innocent people under shooting and snipping
Rich men wars, poor man ah fighting
I wonder why they find it so exciting
′Cause time is dangerous
Really got to get it together
Time is dangerous
Do we really have to fight one another?
Rich men wars and poor man ah fighting
Innocent people under shooting and snipping
Rich men wars, poor man ah fighting
I wonder why they find it so exciting
′Cause I don't wanna die for your money
I don′t wanna die for your troubles and your borderlines
I don't wanna die for your money
My life is full of signs
Fuck your dollar sign (yeah)
Writer(s): Benjamin Jeanne, Gabriel Piotrowski, Martin Mussard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com