Military Lyrics (English Translation) – Jala Brat, Buba Corelli

Military (English Translation) Lyrics Meaning

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
This part sets the tone for the whole song. It’s about how the nighttime brings a heavy, moody vibe that sneaks in slow but hits hard. The artist and his crew are cruising in a matte-black Lambo, showing off that sleek, military-style confidence. He’s talking about how his mind starts racing at night, with thoughts even the crows seem to notice, like they sense something dark coming. He admits that he’s into the bad stuff—it’s what he knows and feels comfortable with. He’s not pretending to be clean-cut; this is just who he is.

[Verse 1: Jala Brat]
This part dives deep into luxury, swagger, and a rough lifestyle. He’s flaunting expensive fashion—only top-tier brands like Amiri and Louis Vuitton, never something common like Zara. He’s saying he rolls with powerful energy, comparing his car to Lara Croft’s style—tough and stylish. He mocks people who try to flex without the money or status to back it up. He and his crew live fast, stay loud, and keep things moving like a race. There’s a sense of power here—he tells people to stay quiet while they press forward confidently. His team is stronger than any political power and gets attention everywhere, even from the younger generation. He never rolls solo; he always keeps protection close, hinting at carrying a weapon. Then the vibe shifts a bit, where he talks about his plans to chill with a blunt, then go shopping at Chanel with his boys. He brings up a luxury SUV, strong legs, and someone who lacks emotion, causing him emotional pain. There’s a wild mix of images—fur coats, savage energy, skinny girls, and wild driving like Dakar races. He ends by saying all the music crews are strong, but a feature from someone big like Jay-Z would still be welcome.

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
Here, the chorus has a slightly smoother tone than before. The night still comes in gradually, but this time it’s described with a warm, tanned feel—maybe hinting at a more seductive or calm vibe. They’re still cruising around in the same stylish military matte Lambo, keeping that same energy. His head still gets filled with thoughts, and it’s like the crows—silent, observant—pick up on it again. The message stays the same: he’s attracted to the wrong side of life, and by now, he’s fully adapted to it. It’s not something he’s running from—it’s part of him.

[Stanza 2: The Corelli Beetle]
This part focuses on a wild, intense relationship with a woman who’s just as bold as the artist himself. He describes her as perfectly made for him, and if it were someone else, they wouldn’t handle her strong personality. She’s used to champagne, wild nights, and emotional highs. Everyone notices her—she’s panicking, dramatic, but magnetic. She’s dangerous but desirable, and he’s matching that energy, feeling like a dragon next to her Barbie-like figure. She’s hooked on speed and living fast, always excited and turning heads. She’s confident and powerful, and every Friday she’s out there stepping on the gas—living on full blast. He throws in fancy car references, big money like Mansa Musa, and power associations like the Yakuza. There’s noise, attention, and nothing average about her or their lifestyle. He even compares her to a sensual actress, showing how bold and unpredictable she is. There’s tension too—she knows all about his past, maybe even crimes, and cut him off once, but she still fell for the lifestyle. He compares her to Kitana, someone exotic and fierce. Everything about her is intense—her looks, attitude, and the drama she carries with her. It’s all wild, chaotic, and addictive.

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
This time, the night returns with a gentler vibe, moving in slowly and softly. He’s still in that military matte Lambo, sticking to the image of control and luxury. His mind keeps getting pulled into darker thoughts, and once again, it’s like even nature—those silent crows—can sense what’s happening with him. He isn’t pretending to be someone he’s not. He likes what most people call “bad”—the thrill, the chaos, the edge—and he’s built his life around it. It’s what he’s used to, and he owns that completely.