Voices from the Frontline

Lyrics

[INTRO] Yo, it’s time to speak up, From the trenches of the grind, We the ones in the mud, And it’s heavy on our mind. [VERSE 1] Yeah, we march under the sun, But leadership’s a joke, Don’t give a damn about us, They just blowin’ more smoke. Orders comin' down like hail, And we gotta follow through, But these commands from the top, Like, who even are you? Got a captain with a coffee cup, Talkin’ all that trash, While we out here in the field, Hoping this shift is our last. They ride in their fancy trucks, Like they're kings on a throne, But we’re sleepin’ in the dirt, Wishin’ we were home alone. [CHORUS] Shitty leadership, tell me what’s the deal? We’re risking our lives, you playin’ with steel. Under fire, man, we’re out here grindin’, While y'all sit back, just blindin’, just blindin’. We the front line, neck deep in the storm, You call these shots, but you ain't keepin’ us warm. [VERSE 2] A tour de force, that’s what they say, But talk is cheap when we’re in dismay. They don’t see the sweat, they don’t hear the cries, We’re the ones here hustlin’, opening our eyes. Plans laid out, but the ground keeps changin’, You sit in your booth while the whole world’s dancin’. With a clipboard in hand, you dictate our fates, But forget about the ones who stand at the gates. I can feel the weight, the pressure on my chest, Got my brothers and my sisters, we’re just tryin’ our best. So while you plan for glory, we’re fighting to stay, In the heart of the battle, each and every day. [CHORUS] Shitty leadership, tell me what’s the deal? We’re risking our lives, you playin’ with steel. Under fire, man, we’re out here grindin’, While y'all sit back, just blindin’, just blindin’. We the front line, neck deep in the storm, You call these shots,