Testi:
Battle Children

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

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

Traduzione: Rodneycus Battaglia. Bambini.

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

he slept, smarter then the average bear, barter parts and gadget, with battery op enthusiast pardon the barking badgers, while you were parking daggers in kittens with snarling children

while our children starve And our soldiers forced to carry empty guns We preach about life and liberty While our mothers kill their unwanted sons. You draw your 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

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

past behind To forget those angry words and wars we fought Across the battle lines Cause tomorrow we could find a road to peace For you and me And our children