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This song's for anyone that fights for their beliefs
I ain't writing to just teach, I'm deep in my writing
I'm like my type strikes like lightning on the beats
Keep fighting for your peeps, who you even exciting?
For Kurdistan, the Kurds on the curbs will turn to murder man
Learn the plan or get burned by the burner, learn to scram
Count the lies, I'm surprised at you liars man
We'll survive, we're deprived cause divided land
Provided some violent plans and I feel like
We got guided by a blinded man, we ain't dying fam
Kurdish guerrillas fought for their territory
They died to keep us alive, I gotta share the story
I wouldn't lie, they say I shouldn't fight for women's rights
But I will, why wouldn't I?
We all come from a woman and basically a woman's life
Without a woman we couldn't breathe, We wouldn't right?
You insane, get the message through your brain
You complain about shoes and chains
Back home they need food and aid
Through my veins flows poetry
Hopefully my land will grow old with me
Can't wait to go overseas
20 Million Kurds in Turkey can't use their native tongue
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
Get our land and language back, all this pressure weighs a ton
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
Can't wave our flag outdoors, you can't make us run
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
But we just won't listen, we'd rather raise a gun
Now the praying's done, now the praying's done
I'ma stand for my vision, I'm a man on a mission
Raise awareness for Kurdistan, the land of resistance
Blood, death and families missing
Death was the plan but we didn't die
Even Allah could see them stealing all the property
The territory of martyrs of freedom and democracy
Get out the damn way, I can't say we ain't a target
The district of poets, writers, painters and famous artists
I'll rhyme till I die, we won't die, we'll survive
Learn the scam, Kurdistan got divided by five
Here's the percentage of that, here we are
52% In Turkey, 5% In Syria
24% In Iran, I'm making the nations attach
12% In Russia, 18% In Iraq
This ain't a lesson in math, I'm presenting the facts
Start respecting it, accept it, ain't no forgetting the past
20 Million Kurds in Turkey can't use their native tongue
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
Get our land and language back, all this pressure weighs a ton
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
Can't wave our flag outdoors, you can't make us run
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
But we just won't listen, we'd rather raise a gun
Now the praying's done, now the praying's done
They took our land, this man plans to snatch it back
Lost men to Saddam, Saddam with his gas attacks
He was found in dirt, so who's laughing last?
But the Kurdish people we lost, we can't have 'em back
I ain't having that, I'm speaking for my people
I ain't tryna be a role model, even if I'm peaceful
I'm like what's life about? I'll fight my doubts
I could die tonight, they tried to snipe and wipe us out
Man to man you couldn't stand a chance
They took away our sunshine, our flag was banned
Can't ban our flag, the land's rich with oil
We should spoil our kids, we weren't rich and spoiled
20 Million Kurds in Turkey can't use their native tongue
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
Get our land and language back, all this pressure weighs a ton
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
Can't wave our flag outdoors, you can't make us run
We keep praying son, we keep praying son
But we just won't listen, we'd rather raise a gun
Now the praying's done, now the praying's done



Авторы: Dillon Daniels



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