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lirik lagu gaza strip – blackstone

wg reporting

just the other day tanks rolled in smashing everything from the school-yard to the building
g-ssing my hometown as they downed their sh-lls on crowds to pound, thrashing
bombs mashing drown the sounds
we cry why another grave (man)?
another round another blaze (man)?
bullets spray another prey
another brave man
made a pact so it’s on we stand our ground
gotta act grab a stone cause the drone’s just a throw away (man) hound gotta pay (man)
save my fam and my own (man)
stashing just a rock in my hand sling shot black hawk down crashing
what now?
see me turning and dashing
vowed somehow to liberate so we clashing with a p-ssion
learning to ration, my mate got a bashing so i’m lashing with no kalashnikov brov
olive branch and a white dove: get stuffed!
got no love for fascist and ruling factions spurning my people’s right of return
dawn raid sirens flashing and gaza is burning (gov) yearning for action
churning shaheeds earning their patch and mansions
see even in eid we bleed, whilst you eat them sweets
and hit the streets so you clubs to beats and move your feet puffin on hash and weed
whilst we’re getting beats as they club our knees
when we hit the streets to protect our peeps
trust it’s all trauma, they bust and keep blasting but like a fashion it’s never lasting
we got diplomas for raw guts
and that’s the life we lead its pure drama you must have caught a glimpse on panaroma

awaw reporting

call yourselves gansters emulating hoods and thugs and toting them guns and snorting them drugs
well integrated, now you live in the pubs
twist up your hip and lip with sisters at them late nightclubs
acting like misfits, rub in public on the red nightbus
and not a thought though we fight daily, you know us
the gaza youth of islam, maybe too grown up
the deen is different in the west, i guess its just too tough?
we don’t confess to know your problems but it don’t sound much (you jokers)
in no position to be dosing they’re k!lling us while we’re wishing for an intermission
unhealthy living cause the foundations give in eventually we all expect to see our bedrooms fall in to our kitchens
now baba’s (father) missing and its been two days having visions of rigormortis
he taught us that when they fought us to expect the worst
we curse the governments for slacking on their covenants
for sending regards instead of their armies
now the lack of response is driving us barmy
how does egypt respond?
the border guards bar me
ring the alarm, the situation’s lacking islam
they build a wall to fence us in like animal farm
we vow to give up nothing though they’re roughing us up
can’t get to school in case they shoot at the bus
a pistol whipping if your caught nipping out after cl-ss and that’s a blessing see the tanks roll in bringing much death in to the lesson, you bet it’s depressing
we’re pressing day by day to guard the masjid yakhi we live this way
we have to dodge their apaches on monday
sneak mama past the checkpoint tuesday
no baba cause they shot him wednesday much harder now to find food thursday
wahlahi if i had it my way, we’d all be living in khilafah friday, insha’allah
welcome to the geezer strip
some call it the gaza but we flipped the script
i heard you got it dope but you’re smoking it
we trying to get to school without the pistol-whip, you get me!
welcome to al-aqsa’s home we carrying the light but in the dark we roam
sons of islam but under whom we’re grown?
1.5 billion why we home alone? welcome to the geezer strip
you watch it on the news while we’re feeling it
they’re trying to take al-aqsa we protecting it
you call yourselves gangsta’s but you don’t know

- blackstone

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