Avogadro - True Warchild lyrics

Yeah Avogadro: a true war child Verse1 Attack was very rapid It started as hit and run a military tactic Hit once & retreat, on a mission to defeat A big force, it succeeded but now innocent ones bleed And kids take arm to the streets U already know the outcome U may walk around & get hit by a random Bullet, a true definition of a dead man walking In a place where u wont hear dogs barking Going that direction, u better know how to duck Snipers play a game called "go-find-your-luck" Up on a bridge of Anzaloti Aiming at ya head whenever they pop it (blauuw!) Shoot u dead first then see what u get in ya pocket Nobody keeps their cruelty in check Just live by the day, not knowing what to expect Chorus 2x My story is realer check out my background Hey! What u rap about? A true warchild, it aint in me to back down Naah! Nothing to brag about Verse2 Not once in a blue moon But every afternoon I used to tune Into a special English of the VOA trying to be semanticist Now Im the soloist AVO thats how I abbreviate My name, I came with the truth activate Your brain cells in order to elevate your mind, Dont be captivated by the smile I led life more corrupt than FBI files So called emcee's grew up in peace, smoke trees Then talk about guns & what the fantasize Telling us they wise & nice But I never feel it not at any price This ain't no tough talk but I seen 'em all I seen hard ones turn into a soft When the sound of a bomb goes off I witnessed highest degree of hatred Seen cats trying to make it (what!) Chorus 2x Verse 3 Just tell it how it is, no regrets no justification Im feeling like a leader betrayed by his own nation Propaganda is just another type of war If u dont know what u fight for U aint get the right to talk about struggle I aint trying to knock ya hustle This is real talk, never meant to pour a scorn On ya action, I see rappers going to a war torn Country, how can they relate to u? U never seen A war, I get it U just nothing but a program on the screen If these labels get ya back, u can play any role Yeah u can keep what u stole But once u get caught they cut ya hand off My roots go back to the land of (where?) Poets: S-o-m-a-l-i-a! Chorus 2x