Universal Soldier (feat. James Blake & Travis Scott)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:19 duration
๐ ID: 3688539
๐ Lyrics
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
Carrying Navy Captain William Parsons of Chicago
Who helped design the bomb, as observer
And Major Thomas Ferebee of Mocksville, North Carolina
Who pulled the plug on Hiroshima
The B-29 dropped its load of atomic death
Which exploded with a force equal to 20,000 tons of TNT
ุจูุณู ููููู
ุจูุณู ููููู
ุงุกุฐู ุจููููููู ู ูู ุงูุดููุชูุงู ูุงูุฑููุฌู
ุจูุณู ููููู
ุงุดูุฏู ุงู ูุง ููุงูู ูููู;ููุงููู
ุงุดูุฏู ุงูู ู ูููู ููุฏ ุฑูุณููู ุงููููู
The son of slaves, true, I started out as peasant (Uh-uh)
That's why I build my temple like Solomon in the desert (Uh-uh)
The Lord is my rock, I speed dial through salah
My trials in the fire, The Crucible made me hot
I glow like embers of cold born with a touch of gold
My mathematical theology of rhymin'll touch the soul
I spent many nights bent off woods
Clutchin' the bowl, stuffin' my nose
Some of the cons, I suffer from prose
My poetry's livin' like the God that I fall back on
And all praises due to Allah for such a lustrious platform
The teachers of the Abu, Elijah, Muhammad's my backbone
When I spit the children on the mothership, bow on a platform
The true history of Jesus comin' to age
I wore a ski mask and glove to the masquerade
Uh, I got the Roc on my shoulder (It's the Roc)
Somebody should've told ya, I'm a motherfuckin' universal soldier
Back when Emory Jones was catchin' the fed' charge
I knew less about Chesimard
All about Pablo Escobar
Thinkin' I was the last one Allah would lay his blessings on
I was trying not to end up like Tony in the restaurant
Now I'm the General of the geechie army
What don't kill us make us stronger, that's Nietzsche on me
Hot boy like I'm B.G., that Fiji on me
We done ducked them fed' charges, now we eatin' comfy
Le fric, c'est chic
That guilt trip ain't gon' work, don't put your luggage on we
You ain't keep the same energy for the du Pont's and Carnegie's
We was in your cotton fields, now we sippin' on these, only
Save my soul
Save me from myself
Save my soul
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
Carrying Navy Captain William Parsons of Chicago
Who helped design the bomb, as observer
And Major Thomas Ferebee of Mocksville, North Carolina
Who pulled the plug on Hiroshima
The B-29 dropped its load of atomic death
Which exploded with a force equal to 20,000 tons of TNT
ุจูุณู ููููู
ุจูุณู ููููู
ุงุกุฐู ุจููููููู ู ูู ุงูุดููุชูุงู ูุงูุฑููุฌู
ุจูุณู ููููู
ุงุดูุฏู ุงู ูุง ููุงูู ูููู;ููุงููู
ุงุดูุฏู ุงูู ู ูููู ููุฏ ุฑูุณููู ุงููููู
The son of slaves, true, I started out as peasant (Uh-uh)
That's why I build my temple like Solomon in the desert (Uh-uh)
The Lord is my rock, I speed dial through salah
My trials in the fire, The Crucible made me hot
I glow like embers of cold born with a touch of gold
My mathematical theology of rhymin'll touch the soul
I spent many nights bent off woods
Clutchin' the bowl, stuffin' my nose
Some of the cons, I suffer from prose
My poetry's livin' like the God that I fall back on
And all praises due to Allah for such a lustrious platform
The teachers of the Abu, Elijah, Muhammad's my backbone
When I spit the children on the mothership, bow on a platform
The true history of Jesus comin' to age
I wore a ski mask and glove to the masquerade
Uh, I got the Roc on my shoulder (It's the Roc)
Somebody should've told ya, I'm a motherfuckin' universal soldier
Back when Emory Jones was catchin' the fed' charge
I knew less about Chesimard
All about Pablo Escobar
Thinkin' I was the last one Allah would lay his blessings on
I was trying not to end up like Tony in the restaurant
Now I'm the General of the geechie army
What don't kill us make us stronger, that's Nietzsche on me
Hot boy like I'm B.G., that Fiji on me
We done ducked them fed' charges, now we eatin' comfy
Le fric, c'est chic
That guilt trip ain't gon' work, don't put your luggage on we
You ain't keep the same energy for the du Pont's and Carnegie's
We was in your cotton fields, now we sippin' on these, only
Save my soul
Save me from myself
Save my soul
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.00] This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
[00:08.86] Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
[00:10.99] Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
[00:14.67] Carrying Navy Captain William Parsons of Chicago
[00:18.19] Who helped design the bomb, as observer
[00:20.04] And Major Thomas Ferebee of Mocksville, North Carolina
[00:23.20] Who pulled the plug on Hiroshima
[00:25.21] The B-29 dropped its load of atomic death
[00:28.29] Which exploded with a force equal to 20,000 tons of TNT
[00:33.11] ุจูุณู ููููู
[00:38.32] ุจูุณู ููููู
[00:41.20] ุงุกุฐู ุจููููููู ู ูู ุงูุดููุชูุงู ูุงูุฑููุฌู
[00:45.53] ุจูุณู ููููู
[00:49.05] ุงุดูุฏู ุงู ูุง ููุงูู ูููู;ููุงููู
[00:52.80] ุงุดูุฏู ุงูู ู ูููู ููุฏ ุฑูุณููู ุงููููู
[00:59.62] The son of slaves, true, I started out as peasant (Uh-uh)
[01:03.12] That's why I build my temple like Solomon in the desert (Uh-uh)
[01:06.85] The Lord is my rock, I speed dial through salah
[01:09.82] My trials in the fire, The Crucible made me hot
[01:13.16] I glow like embers of cold born with a touch of gold
[01:16.30] My mathematical theology of rhymin'll touch the soul
[01:19.59] I spent many nights bent off woods
[01:21.35] Clutchin' the bowl, stuffin' my nose
[01:23.78] Some of the cons, I suffer from prose
[01:26.49] My poetry's livin' like the God that I fall back on
[01:29.35] And all praises due to Allah for such a lustrious platform
[01:32.94] The teachers of the Abu, Elijah, Muhammad's my backbone
[01:36.14] When I spit the children on the mothership, bow on a platform
[01:39.44] The true history of Jesus comin' to age
[01:42.54] I wore a ski mask and glove to the masquerade
[01:46.08] Uh, I got the Roc on my shoulder (It's the Roc)
[01:49.24] Somebody should've told ya, I'm a motherfuckin' universal soldier
[01:53.31] Back when Emory Jones was catchin' the fed' charge
[01:56.07] I knew less about Chesimard
[01:57.72] All about Pablo Escobar
[01:59.22] Thinkin' I was the last one Allah would lay his blessings on
[02:02.44] I was trying not to end up like Tony in the restaurant
[02:05.86] Now I'm the General of the geechie army
[02:08.97] What don't kill us make us stronger, that's Nietzsche on me
[02:12.19] Hot boy like I'm B.G., that Fiji on me
[02:15.48] We done ducked them fed' charges, now we eatin' comfy
[02:19.02] Le fric, c'est chic
[02:21.93] That guilt trip ain't gon' work, don't put your luggage on we
[02:25.08] You ain't keep the same energy for the du Pont's and Carnegie's
[02:28.48] We was in your cotton fields, now we sippin' on these, only
[02:34.49]
[03:13.50] Save my soul
[03:16.50] Save me from myself
[03:20.56] Save my soul
[03:25.04]
[00:08.86] Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
[00:10.99] Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
[00:14.67] Carrying Navy Captain William Parsons of Chicago
[00:18.19] Who helped design the bomb, as observer
[00:20.04] And Major Thomas Ferebee of Mocksville, North Carolina
[00:23.20] Who pulled the plug on Hiroshima
[00:25.21] The B-29 dropped its load of atomic death
[00:28.29] Which exploded with a force equal to 20,000 tons of TNT
[00:33.11] ุจูุณู ููููู
[00:38.32] ุจูุณู ููููู
[00:41.20] ุงุกุฐู ุจููููููู ู ูู ุงูุดููุชูุงู ูุงูุฑููุฌู
[00:45.53] ุจูุณู ููููู
[00:49.05] ุงุดูุฏู ุงู ูุง ููุงูู ูููู;ููุงููู
[00:52.80] ุงุดูุฏู ุงูู ู ูููู ููุฏ ุฑูุณููู ุงููููู
[00:59.62] The son of slaves, true, I started out as peasant (Uh-uh)
[01:03.12] That's why I build my temple like Solomon in the desert (Uh-uh)
[01:06.85] The Lord is my rock, I speed dial through salah
[01:09.82] My trials in the fire, The Crucible made me hot
[01:13.16] I glow like embers of cold born with a touch of gold
[01:16.30] My mathematical theology of rhymin'll touch the soul
[01:19.59] I spent many nights bent off woods
[01:21.35] Clutchin' the bowl, stuffin' my nose
[01:23.78] Some of the cons, I suffer from prose
[01:26.49] My poetry's livin' like the God that I fall back on
[01:29.35] And all praises due to Allah for such a lustrious platform
[01:32.94] The teachers of the Abu, Elijah, Muhammad's my backbone
[01:36.14] When I spit the children on the mothership, bow on a platform
[01:39.44] The true history of Jesus comin' to age
[01:42.54] I wore a ski mask and glove to the masquerade
[01:46.08] Uh, I got the Roc on my shoulder (It's the Roc)
[01:49.24] Somebody should've told ya, I'm a motherfuckin' universal soldier
[01:53.31] Back when Emory Jones was catchin' the fed' charge
[01:56.07] I knew less about Chesimard
[01:57.72] All about Pablo Escobar
[01:59.22] Thinkin' I was the last one Allah would lay his blessings on
[02:02.44] I was trying not to end up like Tony in the restaurant
[02:05.86] Now I'm the General of the geechie army
[02:08.97] What don't kill us make us stronger, that's Nietzsche on me
[02:12.19] Hot boy like I'm B.G., that Fiji on me
[02:15.48] We done ducked them fed' charges, now we eatin' comfy
[02:19.02] Le fric, c'est chic
[02:21.93] That guilt trip ain't gon' work, don't put your luggage on we
[02:25.08] You ain't keep the same energy for the du Pont's and Carnegie's
[02:28.48] We was in your cotton fields, now we sippin' on these, only
[02:34.49]
[03:13.50] Save my soul
[03:16.50] Save me from myself
[03:20.56] Save my soul
[03:25.04]