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
Übersetzung: Battle. Kinder.
Übersetzung: Rodneycus Battle. Kinder.
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
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
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
when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you And the smell of their roses does not remain And all of your children start to resent
Bring my children from the end of d'earth Many a time I sit and wonder why This race so - so very hard to run, Then I say to my soul: take courage, Battle
I. (Natty Dread) Eh! Children get your culture (Natty Dreadlock) And don't stay there and gesture, a-ah, (Natty Dreadlock) Or the battle will be hotter
: [Big B] Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer Where will our children go When there's no place safe
to no good Take my hand show me the way heal all the children who can't be saved Take my hand show me the way heal all the children that make me sing
spiteful of your disease Apply to join the unlimited disgrace and a settlement in the skies And turn the confusion among your children into self-stimulation
forehead I've laid the path leading to hell Lift your swords for battle, proud men Let the massacre begin today Decapitate every Christian And rape their women and children
my dick grabbing at my shit, better get to the back of the line You wanna get your shot at me what kinda crap is that Battle, what kind of rapper would
dick!) Testing.. one, two (* Eminem hach-spits on mic *) Ffff-fuck.. (My dick!) My nuts.. My attitude is worse than NWA's was I'll battle you over stupid
