[Verse 1 (RedCloud):]
Sitting Indian-style in the distant grass plains
visions of Custer's skull as an incense ash tray
sweet grass and sage by the spearheads blade
blazing arrows in the sky led by clear red flames
Rivers crystal blue, lakeside by caribou
no room for error, true, my canoe fits two.
My heart chambers pump like a Mayan war-drum
Tomahawk, 2 clubs combined with 4 guns
Gathering the Sioux and the Cheyenne too
Counterattack and destroy Mr. You know who
Me and Sitting Bull fenna put this dude in a ditch
Wrap him in buck-skin this night on June 25th
The Nina would be pounded and slammed to the ground
The Pinta would be sunken and no where to be found
The Santa Maria would be safe and sound
Forced to make a 180- have to turn around. Yeah!
[Chorus (RedCloud, Man of War, & MaxOne):]
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
Old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
[Verse 2 - (Man of War):]
I was born as a small child
They say that I was born to embrace and face war when its wild
At age 14 my first raid on blade and bathes in blood with hair and braids
so heaven awaits the lives I take
A waste of a non respect embrace so I serenade the winds
to calm with wings from this Lakota's poems
Now I've become the leader of this strong warrior's society
and run with solid eaters a fearless chief with no need to speak either
a Def Shepard protector of my sacred lands
Refuse to move a Sitting Bull
style for skill to scalp fools
who feel they got tools
So I gather my crew Lakota Cheyenne
and Arapahoe too they sundance
and visions too now 500 3000 more in this all out war
Soon the fate of Custer will be no more…
[Chorus (RedCloud, Man of War, & MaxOne):]
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
[Verse 3 - (MaxOne):]
I was broken into pieces that I fashioned into blocks
I built this ower to the heavens name in lights at the top it reads Custer
not the average buster its Custer
thrust your regiment into a fire pit for the heck of it back from suspension
trackin' them ingines back with a vengeance, crack goes the weapon
Sioux & Cheyenne try to meddle get destroyed like the village of Chief Black Kettle
could I be more brutal Reno Benteen and McDougall I'm trying to find a nice spot
for the CrazyHorse funeral the crazy force
you know Rain in the Face and Sitting Bull would like to see me sitting in a pool of my own blood, no love but so what Move up towards Rosebud 5/12ths of my command
available I'm short handed
Crow scout issued a warning but I'm fixed on this encampment
itchin' for some action if my flag goes down today it's with honor that I'm passing.
[Chorus (RedCloud, Man of War, & MaxOne):]
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn…
Sitting Indian-style in the distant grass plains
visions of Custer's skull as an incense ash tray
sweet grass and sage by the spearheads blade
blazing arrows in the sky led by clear red flames
Rivers crystal blue, lakeside by caribou
no room for error, true, my canoe fits two.
My heart chambers pump like a Mayan war-drum
Tomahawk, 2 clubs combined with 4 guns
Gathering the Sioux and the Cheyenne too
Counterattack and destroy Mr. You know who
Me and Sitting Bull fenna put this dude in a ditch
Wrap him in buck-skin this night on June 25th
The Nina would be pounded and slammed to the ground
The Pinta would be sunken and no where to be found
The Santa Maria would be safe and sound
Forced to make a 180- have to turn around. Yeah!
[Chorus (RedCloud, Man of War, & MaxOne):]
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
Old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
[Verse 2 - (Man of War):]
I was born as a small child
They say that I was born to embrace and face war when its wild
At age 14 my first raid on blade and bathes in blood with hair and braids
so heaven awaits the lives I take
A waste of a non respect embrace so I serenade the winds
to calm with wings from this Lakota's poems
Now I've become the leader of this strong warrior's society
and run with solid eaters a fearless chief with no need to speak either
a Def Shepard protector of my sacred lands
Refuse to move a Sitting Bull
style for skill to scalp fools
who feel they got tools
So I gather my crew Lakota Cheyenne
and Arapahoe too they sundance
and visions too now 500 3000 more in this all out war
Soon the fate of Custer will be no more…
[Chorus (RedCloud, Man of War, & MaxOne):]
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
[Verse 3 - (MaxOne):]
I was broken into pieces that I fashioned into blocks
I built this ower to the heavens name in lights at the top it reads Custer
not the average buster its Custer
thrust your regiment into a fire pit for the heck of it back from suspension
trackin' them ingines back with a vengeance, crack goes the weapon
Sioux & Cheyenne try to meddle get destroyed like the village of Chief Black Kettle
could I be more brutal Reno Benteen and McDougall I'm trying to find a nice spot
for the CrazyHorse funeral the crazy force
you know Rain in the Face and Sitting Bull would like to see me sitting in a pool of my own blood, no love but so what Move up towards Rosebud 5/12ths of my command
available I'm short handed
Crow scout issued a warning but I'm fixed on this encampment
itchin' for some action if my flag goes down today it's with honor that I'm passing.
[Chorus (RedCloud, Man of War, & MaxOne):]
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn
This was the stand that replenished the land (– Little Bighorn)
The perfect plan for red woman and man (– Little Bighorn)
The war that hit home moccasins ripped torn
old young and newborn
The Battle of Little Bighorn…
envoyé par giorgio - 20/9/2012 - 09:01
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Lyrics by H. Andrade, S. Trudeau, T . Trudeau Produced by: Redloud & sirROCDOMZ
Album: Hawthorne's Most Wanted