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My hands are shaking holding the gun
Why god sent me here to the front line
Politicianâs war Iâm not a part of this
I bet that they wonât take a bullet for me
All those nights Iâve cried in my bed
The fear of dying doesnât make any sense
The rain baptizes me in this bloody hell
When will they appear? I canât tell
Lightning, thunder and rain
Our lives are wasted in vain
Rising sun
It will come to enlighten me
The war has begun
Will I kill to survive in this?
Game of death
We are pieces played by someone else
Now my life passes before my eyes
In my childhood I used to play dead
With a wooden gun in my hand
Learning this horror innocently
Bullets, bombs and a flare
Soldiers shooting everywhere
My hands are tired of holding this gun
I let it fall down, hitting the ground
My eyes are blinded by the rising sun
I cry the death of all those around
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- Kill Urself My Man
- U’s a Snitch
- Theatre Of Fate
- Coma Rage
- Evolution
- Soldiers Of Sunrise
- Miscellaneous
- Tha Top Malla
- My Soul Be Sold 2 Tha Devil Vol. II
- Come to Bed
- To Live Again (Ao Vivo)
- Google Rapper Viper 2 Listen 2 & Download His Free Music
- Aquatic Hoes
- She Told Me She Want U 3
- Tha Hole In Tha Sky Is Mad Real III
- Gleam - Screwed and Chopped Album
- Celebration
- Pledge 2 Viper!
- Incomparable
- Deala of Dope