Letras
Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Wake up, soldiers
This new dawn waits for no man
I am Major Key
And I'm here to inform you
We ain't in basic training no more
The interdimensional ships have been burned
And we are here now
In this spiritual wartime
I know some of y'all can't tell the difference between a sage stick and a blunt wrap
But no matter what tarot card you pulled in this life
You all we got
And our relations in the other world are counting on your sorry ass
So you better start to see yourself as a sacred being of light
And say a prayer of gratitude you made it here
And ain't stuck like them zombies in the Matrix
You understand me?
Sir, yes sir!
This is a smudge or get smudged world we live in
And we ain't never leave a soldier behind
Now we going up the hill to march toward the 11:11 portal gate
Get those bundles ready by 3:33
I don't care if you use moonlight, star bright, or salt from the Himalayas
You better have them crystals charged all the way up
Sir, yes sir!
What in the cosmic Christ
You got sea moss growing all on the side of the barracks
Who left out this tobacco pile!?
You better shape up and ship out to the next holotropic breathwork retreat, boy
You think these prayer bundles gonna wrap themselves!?
Sir, I tried to tell them, we cannot manifest love and light on a low vibration
Wait, what? You better pay attention to your own damn self-development, private
Don't make me pull out my rose water
I will spray you down so hard you won't tell the difference between Catholic mass and a rainbow gathering
You think this is funny?
Was it funny when you couldn't walk six feet without someone telling you to put a diaper on your face
And you just trying to hug your grandma through a damn plexiglass
Was it funny having your neighbors looking at you like you the enemy
When you just want to share some goddamn apples
Was it funny when the AI algorithm knows you better than... you?