M.I Abaga Soldier Lyrics (feat. Tomi Owó)
Another day, another dawn
And you’re still the morning
See the sun high up where it belongs
But to you it’s still morning
‘Cause at first light the battle begin
There is that and I’m your patient
In there now or never
You wanna surrender
‘Cause this is your fight, you runner
Whenever you’re ready, wanna
Fight under your own fear
Don’t let it bring it to your kneels
‘Cause this is your fight, you runner
Whenever you’re ready, wanna
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider
Don’t cry
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider don’t cry
Hmm, yеah
They tell us boys don’t cry
But they don’t tell us why
So when tears starts to fill up my eyes, I wanna hide
We talk about it like it’s a badge of honour, our pride
But guess who is the leading victims of suicide?
It’s young men who don’t know the way to emote
Could be dealing with stress or his heart could be broken
All this hurdle, it’s starts partly when fathering
Now we’re fathers, We’d carven them into hard
Men just starving for hope and now the world is changing rapidly, happily, I embrace it
But learning how to be a good man is proving evasive
See toxic masculinity in it we all will suffer
But all I know is be tougher to feed and protect my lover
And yeah, It’s what I was taught that I must be
And honestly I wanna be better but promise me
That you can show me how I will not punish or tarnish me
It’s no laughing matter, no comedy
I’m asking for
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider, don’t cry
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider, don’t cry
(Soldier, don’t cry, soldier, don’t cry)
This is for the fathers, the husbands, the soldiers, the workers
The young men tryna to be good to find purpose in a world telling you to be strong or else you worthless
It hurts that we’ve brought them to earth just to scratch the surface
I asked ten of my female friends to share their lens
To tell me what’s it like to be them, to get a sense
Six of them had been raped and all ten had been assaulted
I halted, I couldn’t believe how we are faulted
Nighty five percent of crimes end in loss of lives
How ’bout us?, we the killers
We the cult, the gangs, the cops, the serial murderers
We the ones at night making the world unsafe, and what we need is a son for light
I’m penning this, hoping that when you reminisce
We can start from the genesis, every man should be feminists
Fighting to make the world a better place
I know it’s hard, I see you cover your tears
But what you gon’ do about those scars?
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider, don’t cry
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider, don’t cry (Don’t cry for me)
Lift your head soldier
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider, don’t cry
Lift your head soldier
Lift your head soldier
Pick your head up solider, don’t cry
Lift your hеad soldier
Don’t cry, don’t cry