ترانه:
Battle Children

If we are the only ones, I will disappear. If we are the only ones, I will disappear. Children cry, all the time. Maybe they're relatively heart broken

ترجمه: نبرد Rodneycus. کودکان.

to kill with guilt I'm haunted by families grieving Even soldiers kids. Is it God against God, and the pawns are people? If they're both the same God, then the battle

: Bring my children from the end of d'earth Many a time I sit and wonder why This race so - so very hard to run, Then I say to my soul: take courage, Battle

, Queen Jane? Now the flower lady wants back what she has, have lent you And the smell of her roses does not remain When all your children start to resent

Too hot to handle, too cold to hold They're called the Ghost busters and they're in control Had 'em throwin' a party for a bunch of children While all

Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes Young homie think before you shoot Murderah where will our children go When there's no place safe where they

[Bizzy Bone] Raising, hustlas, thieves and prostitutes Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer........ Where will our children go When there's no

it So let's just get into it Let's do this Can you feel the music? The music oh ah, can you feel the music, the music [Common] Yo check it yo In this never-ending battle