Why We Rebels (with Lyrics) by MC Kash

Why We Rebels (with Lyrics) by MC Kash

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The Kashmir walla brings you the Kashmir’s revolutionary rapper, MC Kash’s latest song “Why We Rebels” with Lyrics. The song has a warning, “Parental discretion is advised.”

Lyrics

Hook:
They gave us blood and hate Then wondered why we all are rebels
In the Land of Saints each man raised is called a rebel

Verse1:
I come from the land of bloody crackdowns
where silhoettes of life rush to the playgrounds
[“you sit your ass down, and don’t make a sound
take off that Pheran, you motherfuckin’ clown”] – Words said by Indian Forces durin’ a crackdown.

whose son is he? whispers ask
doesn’t matter really ’cause it ain’t the last
faint hearts of men beat a little slow
doesn’t matter when there’s a gun down your throat

you watch and tremble at the face of struggle
can’t understand – the heart of a rebel
the eyes of a man who is ready to die
prayers of a mother are held in her cry

a life in her arms is turnin’ cold
I’m takin’ him home, She said I’m takin’ him home!
feel a life, the one I breathe
with scenes written down in the Gospel of Streets

Hook:
They gave us blood and hate Then wondered why we all are rebels
In the Land of Saints each man raised is called a rebel

Verse II:
Its time for the lockdown, Brother do you hear?
Brother do you care? when they bite and they tear
my flesh into pieces, my soul never ceases
to fiend for the sun and run where my streets is

preacher never Preaches, Teacher Never Teaches
a sodomized young kid sucked on by leeches
felt wrong? now lemme school thee
out here there is no such thing as juve

[“Pressure Up, You hold the hands
Show this motherfucker how to bleed in this land
Push It Push, let him scream and crawl
make his blood ricochet of these walls”] – Imitation of an act of rape and sodomy on Kashmiri kids in Indian Jails.

thirteen, and you holdin’ a stone?
lemme see those scars and yo broken bones
Brother, allow me to hold you
knowing even the Lord can’t console you

Hook:
They gave us blood and hate Then wondered why we all are Rebels
In the Land of Saints each man raised is called a Rebel

Verse III:
I’m the rebel of the streets that been eulogized in blood
dramatized in politics duly hated with no love
demonized in the news with their fabricated tales
while sodomized young kids are still screaming in their jails

lost and never found in this Facade of peace
reflected in thoughts, that Dajjal now breathes
he speaks to his puppets and silhoets now tremble
’cause the brave men are dead and all cowards resemble

Satan’s evil empire is reaching out to hold thee
since money can buy out your political theory
and your unborn child, is raised as a traitor
livin’ on blood money and he doubts his Creator

misleaded by his greed till his soul starts to blacken
and he sees his own face in the signs of Armageddon
and this earth will shake ’cause of the crimes he did
his bones will break holdin’ the coffin of his Kid

Hook:
They gave us blood and hate Then wondered why we all are Rebels
In the Land of Saints each man raised is called a Rebel


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