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This story of mine doesn't end like this
If I leave here, someone else will come for me
Our war, I know, will have a happy ending
But my will to live depends only on me
I can't abandon, I can't betray
I've had bad days and happy days
The good that I conquered with me I will take
Make what I want to prove worthwhile
Respect cannot be bought, it is achieved through struggle
Years of planting confidence in this rush
To have a gold chain, Eckö, car and 1100
I had many victories and defeats too

You will find false friends in this life
That shakes your hand and wants to knock you down
This is not a game, this is reality
Hit me head on and see if I'm real

Many enter crime wanting to be artists
They want fame more than money and when it gets tight, they cry
It was too easy, you lost your life
The youngest of the hill guards his with his young vision
I know life is short, I don't hide the truth
Only you know what your freedom is worth
One day I will die, but I have had my conquest
Seeing in the mirror the man who never ran away from war

You will find false friends in this life
That shakes your hand and wants to knock you down
This is not a game, this is reality
Face it so you can see that I'm real

Hit it head on and you'll see
Thief, not a movie, theater or TV star
We are sinister, on the hill and on the asphalt

I don't see anyone, I only hear the voice of my rifle unlocked
I don't see anyone, I only hear the voice of my rifle unlocked
I don't see anyone, I only hear the voice

Hit it head on and you'll see
Thief, not a movie, theater or TV star
We are sinister, on the hill and on the asphalt

I don't see anyone, I only hear the voice of my rifle unlocked
I don't see anyone, I only hear the voice
I don't see anyone, I only hear the voice of my rifle unlocked