These are tears of a soldier
Pain as he sees the world only gets colder
As he see's his beloved raza falling
Fighting behind a simple name calling
Killing set trippers
Becoming cold grave diggers
What is our world coming to?
Blowing on a sweet to numb the pain and sippin on ice cold brew
Running away hiding behind our own fears
It takes a true man to admit his own nightly tears
Wondering late at night
If my soul will ever be pure and white
Wondering if this world will find the right way of life
That will cease this painful ghetto strife
Pain as he sees the world only gets colder
As he see's his beloved raza falling
Fighting behind a simple name calling
Killing set trippers
Becoming cold grave diggers
What is our world coming to?
Blowing on a sweet to numb the pain and sippin on ice cold brew
Running away hiding behind our own fears
It takes a true man to admit his own nightly tears
Wondering late at night
If my soul will ever be pure and white
Wondering if this world will find the right way of life
That will cease this painful ghetto strife
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