RESPECT (medieval mercenary version)

Hip-hop meet bubblegum death metal, pop-metal

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[Chorus]
P-A
Y
M-E
Knight me
S-W
O-R
D
Up
Sword up
P-A
Y
M-E
Knight me
F-I
G
H-T
Up
Fight up

[Verse 2]
Maybe if I switched lords
They’d promote my chords
To Captain and some other shit
Maybe if I kneeled low
And let the insults go
I just might be more rich
Make the banners cool
Bring the pillage through
Then the winter cold hits
Targeting the broken men
And the weary kin
As the leaks in the ship
They lie ‘bout the taxes and harvest
‘Scuse my manner
Fuck you masters
Who ignorant to the peasant rot
Glass castles
And wanna keep us in shackles
Funny how the soldier life
Is just corpse life
How can a man
Really live life
When they either gon
End ya life
Or your creed
The only way to make shit right

[Chorus]
P-A
Y
M-E
Knight me
S-W
O-R
D
Up
Sword up
P-A
Y
M-E
Knight me
F-I
G
H-T
Up
Fight up

[Verse 3]
Striker, wanderer, brigand
Show you what the difference is
Soldiers survive
By any means
Whether war or siege
He gotta feed his kids
He might raid a fort
He might serve the court
But his blood he might give
To secure his ribs
Wanderer
Might’ve found a cause
To exploit
Fight for himself instead
Brigand
Might’ve found a team
With a road full of shadows
That he sold on that dread
People gon follow
If you know how to bleed
Shit, me
I been all three
Them infantry days
I just can’t sustain
I rather take gold
In my own blades name
Experience and war-scars is pay
None of this shit gon come for free

[Chorus]
P-A
Y
M-E
Knight me
S-W
O-R
D
Up
Sword up
P-A
Y
M-E
Knight me
F-I
G
H-T
Up
Fight up

2090/7500

[Intro] [Verse 1] Soldier, when you been broke Blade against the smoke And tryna hang onto hope This the last scrap of it Two steps back In the mud and the snow What a jagged wound feel like A knight don’t know When you overqualified Holding sharpened knives For a Lord tryna grow And he tryna stunt you Man, they used to hunt you Now they playin’ with ya gold Tryna tell me ‘bout my flaws Sharpest swords Got me sounding like a foe Stealing my courage Claiming my glory When they recount Their war shows Honor removed from slaughter Leave a camp floor Of vultures tryna call me “bro” No [Chorus] P-A Y M-E Knight me S-W O-R D Up Sword up P-A Y M-E Knight me F-I G H-T Up Fight up [Verse 2] Maybe if I switched lords They’d promote my chords To Captain and some other shit Maybe if I kneeled low And let the insults go I just might be more rich Make the banners cool Bring the pillage through Then the winter cold hits Targeting the broken men And the weary kin As the leaks in the ship They lie ‘bout the taxes and harvest ‘Scuse my manner Fuck you masters Who ignorant to the peasant rot Glass castles And wanna keep us in shackles Funny how the soldier life Is just corpse life How can a man Really live life When they either gon End ya life Or your creed The only way to make shit right [Chorus] P-A Y M-E Knight me S-W O-R D Up Sword up P-A Y M-E Knight me F-I G H-T Up Fight up [Verse 3] Striker, wanderer, brigand Show you what the difference is Soldiers survive By any means Whether war or siege He gotta feed his kids He might raid a fort He might serve the court But his blood he might give To secure his ribs Wanderer Might’ve found a cause To exploit Fight for himself instead Brigand Might’ve found a team With a road full of shadows That he sold on that dread People gon follow If you know how to bleed Shit, me I been all three Them infantry days I just can’t sustain I rather take gold In my own blades name Experience and war-scars is pay None of this shit gon come for free [Chorus] P-A Y M-E Knight me S-W O-R D Up Sword up P-A Y M-E Knight me F-I G H-T Up Fight up

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