June 6th, 1945. The Omaha beach takeover was a success for the allies, but deeper inland there was another battle breakin out...
Woogsta
D-Day just ended, allies taken over more terroritory
Many men died, but the captured land is a victory
Will make history, happy faces for the men standin
But tears where shed for those who never made the landin
Its obvious now we winnin the war, Britain prevail
We got the Germans runnin like beaten females
Berlins
We lost this battle but we haven’t lost the war yet
Enemy warriors stepped on r doorstep, to come is more death
More flesh to be torn, More souls stashed in this morgue yet
these forces won’t be reborn, allies r known for their short breath
we’ll take em to court back on the War-set
revenge will be evil plus our fallin’ fellows we’ll never forget
Woogsta
While the Beach battle been won, another jus started
We was travellin inlands when we encountered our targets...
Boom, explosives landin makin the earth rumble
Enemies approachin guns aimed spellin out trouble
Allies fire, bullets flyin souljas dyin, a bloody fight
I was firin the tanks M40 when the germans Tiger entered my sight
Berlin
Troops assembled ready to scramble who is to come
We got info on soldiers approachin so foolish and dumb
They think we beat cuz of this minor re-treat
But we’re well nourished in bunkers, firin’s our deed
Fear is r enemy wirin’ our feed, it eats up my nerves like a
cannibal
Trigger fnger ready to squeeze to release a cannon-ball...... here
comes the animal
Woogsta
The tiger movin towards me, both of us firin rounds aimlessly
Bullets catchin souljas, leavin then bleedin into a bloody sea
Few shots ricochetin off our tanks, nothin bein really damageable
Jus this Nazi sympathizer tryna aim for the spot most flammable
Hate them germans, always squirmin, tryna destroy our Shermans
But now tables is turnin, and im happy to destroy this vermin
Berlin
No holdin’ back I feel the first impacts of machine gun shells
Everythings still intact so we burstin back, his dream done melt
We attack with a thirst to crack his armor and dead him
The drama is settin’, he got us in aim but I use my Karma as weapon
Like a sauna I’m sweatin’ steerin’ straight at this white cloud
Last chance to pray befo u be slayin’ and them medals be send to ya
wife’s house.....
Both:
Leavin the MP40, loadin up the rocket then aimin
Everything else a blur, jus the tank remaining
Finger on the button, if i said i wasnt scared i'd be a liar
No time to hesitate now as i press down, FIRE
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60 Years later, two friends is talkin in a bar when they realised they grandfathers died in the two tanks.
Woogsta
Son, i cant believe my grandpops let patriotism kill him
Makin my pops grow up in a one man only buildin
No longer livin, because of some war that wasnt his beef
Jus was young and the goverment called him up off da street
Thrown in the heat, of a battle that he wasnt ready for
Last letter was sent June 3rd, then he never sent anymore
Pops thought he forgot, but never knew his own daddy got buried
Now im talkin to this German, who Grandad is also in da war cemetery
Seems that they met on the battlefield, and claimed the others life
But i guess out there u never think twice about a strangers mothers'
strife
Even tho our grandads were enemies, we both friends
Cuz the war finished then, dont need to start another again
Berlin
Wars were fought people were killed for no good reason
Just the thoughts of a maniac his home country wouldn’t believe in
So he stopped by ready to achieve it in FRG...dreamin’
Of leadin’ the biggest force there can be
Still we bleedin’ from remorse of his deeds
Prejudice are not leavin’ the streets even more seem to grief
The metamorphosis can’t creep...it’s held up by anger
My grand-daddy died for nothing with a bullet in his chamber
I can’t even remember.........
All I know is I’m sittin here listening to an English man
Speakin’ in english and feelin’ not the slight need
To distinguish him between enemy or friend
All I know is if I ever need help, he’ll be there lending me a
hand.....
I know its madd long, but gon appreciate feedback. Props Berlin.
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