Rebel's Obituary from Ganta by Tarli

I had a dreamt that I was free
Young and broke on the battle field I had to take the lead
I awoke, stricken with fear
seeing my mother’s tears
Laying on the cover
I hugged her told her I love her
now my little brother scared said you gotta strong
Said he fighting for his right I said you doing it wrong
I looked him right between the eyes
Handed him the 45
You the man of the house little n**** look alive
We ain’t got no running water
My brothers getting slaughtered
Through the chaos and conviction s*** my blood is getting hotter
Retaliation seems to be the key to solve my problems
So I hit my n**** Kupee up to try to spark the violence
We stand in silence
F*** the government weapons
Of pure deception we steppin
Who gives a f*** what they reppin
I bet we armed and ready to burn it down
No second chances, bet it’s gon be ours this time around.

(Chorus)

(Verse two)
I guess the hand of God moved our favor
We getting letters from other rebels
They joining our cause we nearly doubled
Remnants of the city you took lay in rubble
While my team celebrate, im on to the next level
Got Americans involved they giving us weapons
To make World War II two like a visit to heaven
A war lord with nothing to lose
My hands red my ends justify what I do
Well, it’s true

(Chorus)

(Verse three)
as the sun goes down
we redeem what were ode
Lord only know that we reap what we sow
I’m asking for forgiveness on this long lonely road
You won’t know it ‘til you live it, see the bombs gon explode
Something’s gotta happen, we demanding command
So we storming the capital cannons in hands
Check mate
Set straight
Now the king is gone
I guess I’m Genghis Khan
So people sing along
Parades on every corner
Holidays in my honor
Offers on the table label me a dictator
Opinionated bastards that’s another broke hater
So I’m stacking up this paper nothing else kind can make me greater
I take what I can grab
And add it to the sum
We pillage shoot and stab
Or else we get the drum
It’s bodies on the floor
And mine is growing numb
The leader of the war
But what have I become

(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Grow, Tower, Build, Break
More, Power, Kill, Take
Don’t, Cower, Don’t, Run
Your, Hour, War, Funds

Grow, Tower, Build, Break
More, Power, Kill, Take
Don’t, Cower, Fight, Die
just, shower, Love, Why

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