(Nascimbeni) Per il mondo era un soldato Per me era il mondo Me lo hanno ammazzato In un bosco di betulle Ed e caduto come stesse facendo un girotondo
creep on all fours behind enemy lines We look death in the face, on a daily basis We do it cause we have to, a soldier's story [Lord Jamar] Aiyyo taste
Voy, por calle de la mano platicando con mi amor y voy recordando cosas serias que me pueden suceder pues ya me pregunta que hasta cuando nos iremos
it or die [Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin He spit, wit a
with it or die [Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin He spit, wit
stories When I buck off the gun watch em all duck and run P.E. number one, my Desert Eagle weighs a ton We all gonna die telling soldier?s stories When
Traduzione: John Farnham. La storia di soldato.
Traduzione: Royce Da 5'9. La storia di soldato.
: Voy, por calle de la mano platicando con mi amor y voy recordando cosas serias que me pueden suceder pues ya me pregunta que hasta cuando nos iremos
: Once again I'm faced with myself. Standing before the shattered mirror. Blood drips from my shard shredded hands. Oh God, if you are there, now's the
or die [Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] Grooooom, yeah now you know a soldier's comin He came right into yo hood, and he sold you somethin He spit, wit a frozen
