kill with guilt I'm haunted by families grieving Even soldiers kids. Is it God against God, and the pawns are people? If they're both the same God, then the battle
If we are the only ones, I will disappear. If we are the only ones, I will disappear. Children cry, all the time. Maybe they're relatively heart broken
Traduction: Battle. Enfants.
Traduction: Bataille Rodneycus. Enfants.
to kill with guilt I'm haunted by families grieving Even soldiers kids. Is it God against God, and the pawns are people? If they're both the same God, then the battle
relfect what comes outta ya mouth And never pull out your piece unless you dumpin' out Never fear no man but know when to run Leave no man standing til the battle
a star and a shield to support you at the nine! [Brother J] It's like A - D - A - M Prepare your mind, run tell your children Fire, air, water, let the
for my turf I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug ni**a Kadafi betta unslug this ni**a, Seike betta undrug this ni**a Out of the buildin we street children
song? How long? How long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Tonight Broken bottles under children's feet Bodies strewn across the dead end street But I won't heed the battle
song? How long? How long... 'cause tonight...we can be as one Tonight... Broken bottles under children's feet Bodies strewn across the dead end street But I won't heed the battle
long must we sing this song? How long? Tonight we can be as one. Broken bottles under children's feet, Bodies strewn across a dead end street, But I won't heed the battle
this song? How long? How long... Tonight...we can be as one Tonight... Broken bottles under children's feet Bodies strewn across a dead end street But I won't heed the battle
and save the world allah the end the sun won't shine allah the end ligth up my way may they for spiritual and me ....... that train fire burn down the battle
lovers They always want more Department 27 Deep down below You are piecing together The seeds of the world Ashen roses Growing darkness Starving children
a whole lot of trouble all around Every night the same old siren sound Ah there's a whole lot of trouble all around Children, soldiers, in this battle