Guts - Remastered Version

Living in the background badlands
Look to the future gots to move i need a bad plan
I got to play it straight im never talking back
Smallest swordsman on the field cause leader called attack

I met griffith just another scene
Got recruited by a band call me band of the hawks member
I got promoted from a soldier up to capitan
I'm really standing on the same level as balaika

But i ain't used to all this russian shit and firepower
I feel like griffith getting guided by a higher power
Couple years now i carry up the rear alone
If i feel an ounce of fear it is never shown
But i'm moving with a heavy chrome
Carry the weight of my sword like it's double double

Call a stop to the mission sensing double trouble
No retreat i run from nothing less it's dogs or witches
Carry this sword and the gang i ain't got time for riches
The only bitch that's in my heart she just got time for griffith

And griffiths dream seems its getting more and more specific
It's he's getting dark and twisted like you dem might see

But griffith got mean tried to kill the team
but that's what isolation does to your self esteem
Didn't help that griffith tried to kill the midland king
Hawks backed his move so they been running for some days

Now back to the present they been caught up in a cage
Demons swirling hailing griffith fight or die this ain't a game
Transcendental beings put a mark to keep them in the cage
They were killed got defeated just another scene

Died at the end as just another dream
And griffith rising up to rule as just another king

Anger kept him alive now it's killing him
Suicidal fighting style he smoking on that Ritalin
Cause at least when he sees griffith he knows he's killing him
But Zod protecting griffith all hail up to the written king

I got guts like i'm tryna save casca
Griffith the written king but he a bastard

But guts got away lost a lot of brothers and his arm this ain't a game
Demons every night and now he living in a daze
Tryna figure where griffith went and got all that rage

Rapping in my feels rapping with this very big sword
I got the bucket and the fire and the big gourd
I'm like gaara with the gourd picasso with the sword
I'm moving forward like im in the clinch with all these sword strokes

Trancedental beings kill em while my sword stands
I'm training in the freezing cold training horse stance
I'll make it back to hell to kill whoever's in command
And if it breaks i'll throw these punches like i'm jackie chan

Seen pain in this life and to compensate i always pack a knife

By myself avenge the team
Cause i'm moving nice
It's a dark life
Sometimes you got be real and go bezerk

Bout to go bezerk