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MC Kash
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Family Potrait
Verse I: he left home one morning with a basket of fruits kept walking in the snow with his half torn boots it's hard in a war zone to earn your living and to feed your fam you should be brave and willing to go out in a world of constant hate where the guns keep blazing night and day but your kids will starve if you don't face this war and he had seen it all when they burnt his stall when the skies turn red and their rage would call when machine guns roared till every man would fall but courage and will took over his tears and he left home that day feeling his fears it's cruel how fate never gave a chance to faith, hope and the dreams of this man for an armoured truck did cross his path and he left home that day and never came back Verse II: she looks out a window and stares at a door still waits for that man who went out in the cold hours have passed and years have gone her tears run dry but her search is on outside jails and garrisons she waits in a line 'Is he here?' she would ask is he still alive on bits of paper they write it down last seen in Papa 2 now moved out of town and with a child in her arms she goes looking around through miles of journey she fights her doubts who survived in this war who lived to tell 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 what happens when you dissappear in this hell and she got no answers in their courts of shame and was called a half widow seeking a grave now she lives with her struggle in a room so dark that when she holds his pictures you could hear him talk Verse III: it's hard for a fatherless son to grow up in a world so cold when it hurts to hold on to a life so cruel when you living so poor that to feed your hunger you would eat your soul you would beat the cold like your dad had done but your mum is old and she needs her son but you done with patience posing questions invoking God - opposing fiction mother why he gone I need him now been speakin to pictures can I feel him now can I ask for justice a cause or reason or my dad's grave, so I could see him and I know it maa you sacrificed saving money for my school you raised me right putting food on the table you taught me life but it hurts when I hear you cry all night MC Kash speaking: The struggle of this family has just started. Every other month, mass graves emerge from the bosom of this land. And every other day, thousands of families like these seek answers. The forgotten people, of a forgotten land . . .
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