Released: April 24, 2006
Songwriter: Akala
Producer: Reza Safinia
Another hearse roll up slow
Carry one more poor lost soul
Carry them things every single day
Coz it makes him feel safe
Coz he carry on them ways, screw face
Love the game, reppin' his estate
Talk tough look straight in his face
Carrying deep pain, self-hate
Carry fam, so he carry weight
It's logical daddy got carried away
Not married away, just didn't stay
This Coward carried his son to this fate
His boys carrying weight in a wooden box
Can't stand straight
They was getting outta the game
But look fate she don't wait
Now the woman in the front row, her face
Show no pain
But her brain went insane on the day the
News came
Stare into space, face numb
The boy getting carried, she carried 9
Months
[Hook]
When this world strip me naked, I turn and
I face it
And really believe I have the strength to
Change it
I'm crazy, it's blatant sometimes I get
Carried away
When this world strip me naked, I turn and
I face it
And really believe I have the strength to
Change it
I'm crazy, it's blatant sometimes I get
Carried away
One more body bag getting carried back
From the war zone where they carry
Straps
Where little kids is attacking tanks coz
They carry no fear of the man
All they know here is they land
And a hero, gotta make a stand
So they roll cold with it in their hand
Let it bang on the big bad man
But this particular soldier never move
Colder
Never enrolled to blow no homes up
Felt that life had carried him under
Chose to phone the number
The army gives you training
Nothing they say could really explain it
Sign them papers, enslavement
Now you're a tool to carry their hatred
Rob, steal, strip a nation
All he wanted was qualifications
So he could carry his family places
Better than those that he was raised in
Never really thought, he'd ever have to go
To war
Now who's gonna tell his kids daddy can't
Carry them no more
[Hook]
Carry one more poor lost soul
Carry them things every single day
Coz it makes him feel safe
Coz he carry on them ways, screw face
Love the game, reppin' his estate
Talk tough look straight in his face
Carrying deep pain, self-hate
Carry fam, so he carry weight
It's logical daddy got carried away
Not married away, just didn't stay
This Coward carried his son to this fate
His boys carrying weight in a wooden box
Can't stand straight
They was getting outta the game
But look fate she don't wait
Now the woman in the front row, her face
Show no pain
But her brain went insane on the day the
News came
Stare into space, face numb
The boy getting carried, she carried 9
Months
[Hook]
When this world strip me naked, I turn and
I face it
And really believe I have the strength to
Change it
I'm crazy, it's blatant sometimes I get
Carried away
When this world strip me naked, I turn and
I face it
And really believe I have the strength to
Change it
I'm crazy, it's blatant sometimes I get
Carried away
One more body bag getting carried back
From the war zone where they carry
Straps
Where little kids is attacking tanks coz
They carry no fear of the man
All they know here is they land
And a hero, gotta make a stand
So they roll cold with it in their hand
Let it bang on the big bad man
But this particular soldier never move
Colder
Never enrolled to blow no homes up
Felt that life had carried him under
Chose to phone the number
The army gives you training
Nothing they say could really explain it
Sign them papers, enslavement
Now you're a tool to carry their hatred
Rob, steal, strip a nation
All he wanted was qualifications
So he could carry his family places
Better than those that he was raised in
Never really thought, he'd ever have to go
To war
Now who's gonna tell his kids daddy can't
Carry them no more
[Hook]
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From the albums
- It’s Not A Rumor (2006)
- 10 Years of Akala (2016)
Akala popular songs
- Fire in the Booth
- Find No Enemy
- Shakespeare
- Fire in The Booth Part 4
- The Thieves Banquet
- Comedy Tragedy History
- Fire In The Booth Part 3
- Fire In The Booth Part 2
- Behind My Painted Smile
- Maangamizi
- Absolute Power
- Fire in the Booth (Part 1, 2 & 3)
- Carried Away
- Malcolm Said It
- Get Educated
- Murder Runs The Globe
- Another Reason
- Knowledge is Power
- Sun Tzu
- This is London
- Old Yellow Bricks Freestyle (Arctic Monkeys)
- Something Inside My Head
- What is Real?
- Fear