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Its UK Hip-Hop but not as you know it...
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Peak #1,581
Peak in subgenre #864
Author
Mink-C
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Mink-C
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May 08, 2004
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Just for our non-UK people, the theme of this is the recent photo revelations that British troops have been torturing and humiliating Iraqi prisoners (including beating them, pissing on them, putting dog collars on and so on)...bastards.
Oh, and you get to hear me putting on a REALLY silly posh accent at the end (just tried to imagine what a commanding officer would sound like, lol)
But as the story is so central to the topic, heres the lyrics...
Kick the cunt hard in his back, cover him with a sack
Put him on a lead like a dog and hit him with a bat
Grab the camera Jones, We gotta take this
put it in our photo album, damn I need a piss
Look at this paki fucker, watch me use him as a urinal
Send him to his grave, fuck the flowers and the funeral
Its the third this week, My eyes shine like a demon
Hey theres some women over there, c'mon boys lets triple team 'em
Here to protect, fuck that, we want more
Can't be touched by police because we are the fuckin law
My name is O'Malley, from Irish Descent
In my section tent of the queens lancashire regiment
torment these bastards that what we like best
but my fists ache, back to the mess hall for some rest
eating food from tin cans, hardly edible
earlier I hit a kid with a brick, it felt incredible
Pass the sauce Johnson, James how did it feel
To rape that pregnant woman with the barrel of your steel?
Hey I saw that teenage kid, chained up like a pig
Did you beat him with your hands or your gun or a stick?
Loved how we caught them, capturing the captives
smack em if they act up, grab they neck and try and snap it
grab the arab, shave their head like a sheep
Anyway, I'm fuckin tired, going to my bunk for a sleep
(join the army, travel the world
be global peacemakers, meet pretty girls
be a good guy, be calm and fair
british forces are respected everywhere) x2
A few hours later, waken by a noise and a fuss
Felt a crack on my head, am I dead or concussed
Must have blacked out cos when I came round I looked up
and saw a british soldier next to the door with his throat cut
Gunfire and screaming, knew I wasn't dreaming
Grabbed my pistol from my rucksack, jump on the floor and start creeping
Hid under my bunk, half an hour was my wait
Eventually built up the courage to investigate
Stepped over the bodies and peeped into the mess hall
Just Iraqi resistance, theres no british at all
Checked the cells out - but the captives are gone
This wasn't in the script, Can't belive its gone wrong
But I'm british right? bulldog spirit, god save the queen
Tried to creep towards the exit, oh shit I've been seen!
The kid looked beaten up, but his gun was pointed at me
I'm powerless, the boots now on the foot of the Iraqi
I told the kid I'm only there to assist
But it fell on deaf ears I felt the blow of a fist
Forced me to a corner, Stripped me butt naked
chained up by my ankles, got no option but to take it
hand over my mouth, could barely breath
Forced against a wall - then forced down on my knees
Started crying like a bitch, staring at a gun
Then in arabic the fuckers started having some fun
"Kick the cunt hard in his back, cover his face with a sack
Put him on a lead like a dog and hit him with a bat
Grab the camera Akhmed, We gotta take this
put it in our photo album, damn I need a piss..."
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