Yeah... woaah..
Dis is for my soldiers..
Real, real soldiers, yeh!

Dis is for my fallen soldiers, we miss you,
Although you gone, we with you.
Gone 'pon di battle field, life is so real.
Dis is for my fallen soldiers, we miss you,
Although you gone, we with you.
Gone 'pon di battle field, life is so real.

As a likkle yute used to hang out 'pon di corner,
Me and di whole ah mi friend,
Dem we ah bun some marijuana.
Although nuff ah we never grow up wid no fahda,
Still we haffi try we best mek it cross de border.
But some bwoy true dem big like how hulk hogan,
Come ah chat tell dem we nuh listen slogan.
We prefer dead before we tek program,
We nuh grow wrong, no we nuh grow wrong.

Dis is for my fallen soldiers, we miss you,
Although you gone, we with you.
Gone 'pon di battle field, life is so real.
Dis is for my fallen soldiers, we miss you,
Although you gone, we with you.
Gone 'pon di battle field, life is so real.

Ah nuff ah dem nuh like we,
Dem kno dem wrong and still ah tek it fight we.
Kill off me friend and think me tek it lightly,
Ah de whole ah unnuh bwoy me a pree.
Hey! We nuh want no more funeral no more burial,
Stop behaving like wild animals.
Get more spiritual, get more biblical,
Or go tek a wash off ova de mineral.
You save yah soulm you save yah self,
While you rest in peacem, so tell Jah Jah,
We need some help, fi trample the beast.

Dis is for my fallen soldiers, we miss you,
Although you gone, we with you.
Gone 'pon di battle field, life is so real.
Dis is for my fallen soldiers, we miss you,
Although you gone, we with you.
Gone 'pon di battle field, life is so real.