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king karlemagne - choose a side كلمات الأغنية

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yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[intro: king karlemagne]
momma told me every night she prays for me
she prays to god he somehow makes a way for me
she said them people surely have a grave for me
she told me keep it up boy and your day’s coming

[verse 1: king karlemagne]
too many dead, too many tears, too many had to bury a son
too many bodies, too many graves, why did he have to carry a gun
we’re near the edge, here is the ledgе, count of three— and everyone jumps
why don’t y’all try just caring for oncе? ain’t peace and love what everyone wants?
or am i naive? maybe i was deceived, maybe it all can’t be so simple
seen widows grieve, god hear them please, same song and dance please change the tempo
it’s the end of times, can’t change my mind, it’s only death when i look outside
he was young and bro took his life; what’s messed up is they looked alike
liquor stores just steal our health, wish we could build our wealth
our whole race is committing suicide, look at how we k!ll ourselves
every crime is black on black, pains me that we’re back on that
too attached to where we’re at, guess that’s why it’s called the trap
kind of feels death has been calling us, dealing with all this stress should obvious
something’s gotta give, something’s gotta give
can’t get out now, where you wanna go?
father forgive, please let me live; and i pray you free my soul
mine and that of those i know, who got lost going down that road
who ain’t care what they was told, dying too young to get old
[chorus: roll’x king]
don’t tell me to choose a side
ain’t no difference between you and i
they told us that we were rival
but if i k!ll you i’m suicidal
got me out here standing where they want me
won’t let them force to be what i’m not
they told us that we were rival
but if i k!ll you i’m suicidal

[verse 2: king karlemagne]
too many bullets, too many guns, too much blood that keeps getting spilled
too many wounded, too many mourn, too much trauma for people to heal
too much ego, not enough love, they should just put their kids in the field
pray maybe then they’ll revisit them bills, least for them parents who live through it still
tough to be strong, been fighting too long, what will it take to have some peace?
k!lling is wrong, please, what’s going on? they take the most and give the least
lives taken away by bullets that strayed, it’s not only ukraine— it’s in these streets
what’s bothering me is we’re brothers to me regardless of how the other one speaks
i swear they got us in shackles, we keep fighting their battles
part that sucks? nothing’s in it for us; and when it’s done we’ll get kicked in the dust
they’re living it up as they sit in their trucks, driving pass us miserable f_cks
would pray to god but i did it enough and truth be told i’m sick of this stuff
this here’s for the kids in k_mba, who were trying to go school
bamenda, and beua too, innocent lives that we lose
they say old folks go to war, all it does is the youth
both sides lose lives can’t ignore, just in case you’re keeping score
[chorus: roll’x king]
don’t tell me to choose a side
ain’t no difference between you and i
they told us that we were rival
but if i k!ll you i’m suicidal
got me out here standing where they want me
won’t let them force to be what i’m not
they told us that we were rival
but if i k!ll you i’m suicidal

[outro: roll’x king]
hear the sound victory
hear the sound victory
hear the sound victory _ e
hear the sound victory _ e

don’t tell me to choose a side
ain’t no difference between you and i
they told us that we were rival
but if i k!ll you i’m suicidal
hear the sound victory
hear the sound victory
they told us that we were rival
but if i k!ll you i’m suicidal

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