Massacre - Ysmahnraster

At a point below zero There's no place left to go Six hundred unknown heroes Were killed like sleeping buffalo Through the devil's canyon Across the battlefield Death has no companion The spirit is forced to yield There goes the bandolero Through the hole in the wall He's a coward but doesn't care though In fact, he doesn't care at all The general that's commanding He's defending what he fears While the troops they are depending On reinforcements from the rear If God is in the heavens How can this happen here? In His name, they used the weapons For the massacre There is a point below zero Where the sun can see the land Six hundred unknown heroes Lay dead in the sand

Seeing you here I'm sure that there's Things left on your chest I know I haven't been that much of anything You should know that you raised me well I can't pretend to have any friends They all feel the same as you do How can I make you Make you proud of me All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead You sent me away to a terrible place Perhaps it's where I belong I can't even lie it's no big surprise That you don't even want me there How can I make you Make you proud of me All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead Left here for dead Left here for dead Left here for dead All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead All that you gave me was meant to save me From the sickness that's inside my head How can I blame you, I'm not ashamed to I'm better off left here for dead

Loving myself No going back I've been on the run The odds are against me Losing myself I no go lie you I'm kind of scared Cus I don't know tomorrow I feel locked up Sometimes I feel charged up I feel locked up Sometimes I feel charged up Ooooh yeah I feel locked up Sometimes I feel charged up I feel locked up Sometimes I feel charged up Dwit mi a dwit For mi country Nigerian Youth God bless you Both the young and the old Were massacred On the 2020 10th of october Army come army do joro jara Kill dem throway for the river That's why we stay strapped From our head to our toes Isale-Eko ma ni mo ti wa kilode If no be God me i no dey fear nobody Came from the trenches This is not new to me I no go lose anybody for my family You no go lose anybody for your family E gbo mi no o Listen to me now Federal government we know you don't Really give a fuck You won't leave us nothing Not a penny not a buck And I'm really tired Of the killings in the north World bank sent some money Put it in a safe End Sars because I'm Not really feeling safe Cold blooded murder Coming from the body of the law Herdsmen killing Politicians still breaking the law Freedom and justice That's what we've all been asking for Equity and liberty And power to the poor Kleptocracy not democracy That's what I see I think I cry for my country Call me jodeci People looking up to me Can't imagine how I'd feel If I give up on my dreams Yes I like to keep it real Had to face my fears So I took the bull by the horn Yeah yeah Dwit mi ah dwit For mi country Nigerian Youth God bless we Both the young and the old Were massacred On the 2020 10th of october Army come army do joro jara Kill dem throway for the river That's why we stay strapped From our head to our toes Isale-Eko ma ni mo ti wa kilode Loving myself No going back yeah I've been on the run The odds are against me Losing myself I no go lie you I'm kind of scared Cus I don't know tomorrow

I just looked for love but cant seem to find the answer I just need a gun And they said i need a pastor Body nearly froze they diagnosed my mom with cancer Thinking hit the road fuck the streets up cause a massacre I only trust lil bro shooting out the passenger This that bullet niggaz cant dodge it ain't a challenger No he ain't a pro don't get hit up by a amateur My nigga he roll he gon wack u off the calendar Let me tell u summin about a shorty yo He aint have enough so he went made a birdie go He had a better heart but niggaz tried to hurt his soul Diamond in the rough he blowing up he on a roll I seen a youngin catch a body he just left that nigga sorry Walk with it so calmly duffle bag he got a shottie yeh He grew up so wassi and he bearly seen his mommY Daddy was a goofy he know he cant be a dummy When we were there the nights cold got me freezing and shit I put my trust in pistols had to rubber my grip They barking at me while i go got me talking my shit I treat em like a pitbull put a lock on that bitch And that burner clip full yah its filled to the tip U see my only nightmares that i wont die rich And Not a nigga i fear thats considered a sin I got blood in my tears so I'm holding em in I just looked for love but cant seem to find the answer I just need a gun But they said i need a pastor Body nearly froze they diagnosed my mom with cancer Thinking hit the road fuck the streets up cause a massacre I only trust lil bro shooting out the passenger This that bullet niggaz cant dodge it ain't a challenger No he ain't a pro don't get hit up by a amateur My nigga he roll he gon wack u off the calendar We were there the nights cold had to ride with my gang R.i.p to murda marz he was pushing a stang Sealand died his dad died his mom I'm feeling her pain I was locked in children's aid had to walk through the rain You know these friends are fake let my fans wait to see a better me No segregate locked up doing good but i seen better days My dawg gon celebrate when i elevate That boy he so fake he like anime Let me see a op today that boy he get shot today Big ol stick on me im grabbing it send shots like Alize We cant take no check if it cant fit up in my debit They try check a G send em to heaven 187 yah 187 yah big ol mac 11 My young boy a slime but he riding he dont slither yea My young boy a slime but he riding he dont slither yea My boy he so sliiiiiime I just looked for love but cant seem to find the answer I just need a gun and they said i need a pastor Body nearly froze they diagnosed my mom with cancer Thinking hit the road fuck the streets up cause a massacre I only trust lil bro shooting out the passenger This that bullet niggaz cant dodge it ain't a challenger No he ain't a pro don't get hit up by a amateur My nigga he roll he gon wack u off the calendar Off the calendar Wack u off the calendar My nigga he slime but he riding he dont slither yah My nigga he ride! Spin his block like im a ceiling fan