So Cool Songtext
von Bizzy Bone
So Cool Songtext
For American soldiers
Yeah, I′m an American soldier
(For all my soldiers in Afghanistan)
I'm just an American soldier
(All my brothers, all)
So many soldiers standin′ on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
So many soldiers standin' on the block, yeah
Tryin′ not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
I′m an American soldier
I'm an American soldier
Just an American soldier
I′m an American soldier, oh, ayy
Same regiment, early in the morning like a veteran
It's the way we do it, can′t nobody do it better, man
Afghan children cover up they women
If I'm here to rip a Jordan, you gon′ treat 'em like a gentleman
Come home, shell-shocked, we rebuild it block for block
President Obama, look at all the purple hearts I got
Can't stop, won′t stop, don′t stop, jump up out the helicopter
Fully aware of all the gunshots
Post up, set up position, train position
Thirty round in my magazine, M16
I done made my decision, God country, God willin'
The land of the brave, the slaves, we God′s children
When I die, I'm draped in flags
Of a bullet on my neck and take my backpack last
I take a swig up out the glass, people don′t know the half
Allah means Jesus and anybody can ask
So many soldiers standin' on the block, yeah
Tryin′ not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
So many soldiers standin' on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
I′m an American soldier
I′m an American soldier
Just an American soldier
I'm an American soldier, oh, ayy
Kaboom, another kid gone, he ain′t even get a sad song
That there were mad wrong
Ain't have a choice, he doin′ what he told
He only nine years old
So what the hell is this kid doin' in a war zone?
That′s something can't no one condone
Flat out, that there is wrong
We modernized because we understand the change of tone
I seen Iraq, it's like everyone′s poor
Talked to the corps, said this wasn′t about oil
Then what we there for?
He told me all about conditions, how it started as a peace mission
But clearly Saddam just wasn't listenin′
We'll probably battle ′til the end of time or that's a war
Sort of like Zeus if he clashed with the homie Thor
Jesus is the Lord, and Jehovah, and Allah, and that′s my only word
And as I'm holdin' up my fist and it ripples in the wind
Like the American flag, and that′s that there superb
So many soldiers standin′ on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
So many soldiers standin′ on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
I′m an American soldier
I'm an American soldier
Just an American soldier
I′m an American soldier, oh, ayy
Yeah, I′m an American soldier
(For all my soldiers in Afghanistan)
I'm just an American soldier
(All my brothers, all)
So many soldiers standin′ on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
So many soldiers standin' on the block, yeah
Tryin′ not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
I′m an American soldier
I'm an American soldier
Just an American soldier
I′m an American soldier, oh, ayy
Same regiment, early in the morning like a veteran
It's the way we do it, can′t nobody do it better, man
Afghan children cover up they women
If I'm here to rip a Jordan, you gon′ treat 'em like a gentleman
Come home, shell-shocked, we rebuild it block for block
President Obama, look at all the purple hearts I got
Can't stop, won′t stop, don′t stop, jump up out the helicopter
Fully aware of all the gunshots
Post up, set up position, train position
Thirty round in my magazine, M16
I done made my decision, God country, God willin'
The land of the brave, the slaves, we God′s children
When I die, I'm draped in flags
Of a bullet on my neck and take my backpack last
I take a swig up out the glass, people don′t know the half
Allah means Jesus and anybody can ask
So many soldiers standin' on the block, yeah
Tryin′ not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
So many soldiers standin' on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
I′m an American soldier
I′m an American soldier
Just an American soldier
I'm an American soldier, oh, ayy
Kaboom, another kid gone, he ain′t even get a sad song
That there were mad wrong
Ain't have a choice, he doin′ what he told
He only nine years old
So what the hell is this kid doin' in a war zone?
That′s something can't no one condone
Flat out, that there is wrong
We modernized because we understand the change of tone
I seen Iraq, it's like everyone′s poor
Talked to the corps, said this wasn′t about oil
Then what we there for?
He told me all about conditions, how it started as a peace mission
But clearly Saddam just wasn't listenin′
We'll probably battle ′til the end of time or that's a war
Sort of like Zeus if he clashed with the homie Thor
Jesus is the Lord, and Jehovah, and Allah, and that′s my only word
And as I'm holdin' up my fist and it ripples in the wind
Like the American flag, and that′s that there superb
So many soldiers standin′ on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
So many soldiers standin′ on the block, yeah
Tryin' not to get shot, whoa
Love my thug ways, oh, ayy
I′m an American soldier
I'm an American soldier
Just an American soldier
I′m an American soldier, oh, ayy
Writer(s): Byron Mccane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

