see We raise our banners on high When the time comes I will be ready and we will never be the same Unite us all Brothers in arms, unite us Brothers in
attack It doesn't drive me to fight you back And I know Woah oh That I'll never let it be World War III World War III World War III (Thanks to
Doesn't drive me to fight you back Then I know, whoa-oh That I'll never let it be A World War III World War III World War III
brother Tears can't bring him back to me He, he was my brother And he died so his brothers could be free Oh died, he died so his brothers could be free
Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother You're my baby brother You're my baby brother Come
Oh, I'd rather go and journey Where the diamond crescent's glowing and Run across the valley Beneath the sacred mountain And wander through the forest
She used to sing on Sunday (Oh Victory And Jesus) In her robe of spotless white Mama smiling on the third row 'Cause she knew her baby?d sing it right
She used to be some, somebody's baby Used to be some, somebody's girl She used to be some, somebody's lady She used to be some, somebody's world And before
He was my brother Five years older than I He was my brother Twenty-three years old, the day he died Freedom writer They cursed my brother to his face
Escape strategy, I understood her We were trying to share a genuine human moment Just like the way they do in movies I'm in a war with this suicidal
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my colors upon me one soldier stands tall Tell me what have you left me What have I got Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot My homeboy
another Brainwashed brother Shut up, do you know How dumb you sound? That mentality What keeps my people down Nobody wants to Live in an urban war You
nigga maintain humanity - insanity Hope you see the light like the prism's true colors Only a few remain brothers, fuck the others In this cold world the war
here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother Flat packs will end as brothers
charum leads to send up on the earth Mix things with daughters with men Since poured from birth the worth for the others Go to war with my brothers I
here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a - automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up, boss strangler, better save my mother Flat packs will end as brothers
Five ?? you nigga maintain humanity - insanity Hope you see the light - like the prism's true colors Only a few remain brothers, fuck the others In this cold world - the war