Verbal Kent - Sound of the Weapon lyrics

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Verbal Kent - Sound of the Weapon lyrics

[Verse 1] Reporting live from the service, too many funerals Thousand moms and dads, five hundred murders Five hundred murderers, burglars [?] [?] promise Turn a boy cold in the night, seeking silence In the sun times, reports to going violence More pigs in the trough means nothing when the [?] follow Rhyme follow daily, crime climb daily Twenty-six and cal corpmans pack full of babies The judges kick the baby mommas out, shut the crying [?] up Wonder if the baby know the verdict Baby got inserted in this world full of hatred And it's fate is depending on how great a student's aim is The love's going [?] love songs Walk the streets waitin' to be next, my bud strong Listenin' to sirens, common is a [?] Charcoal grey skies of just another earthworm [Hook] Living on the earth, turning with it, equipped with no equipment Living in a gifted [?] of missed misfits And listen, you can hear the sound of the weapon Rounds [?], sending a soul into heaven Rounds [?], sending a soul into heaven Rounds [?], sending a soul into heaven Listen, you can hear the sound of the weapon [Verse 2] Mom weeping, [?] against the kitchen window Big toed about the grim reaper creepin' Can you keep a secret? Do you sleep with the meat clever in your sleeping bag just in case the sneaky back? Well I have, life's not a lilac Life's more like a steak, froze'd as a ice pack Life's more like weight, lifin' to move stress Like the ma**age, without being touched by flesh By George, think you got it, fragile as the days are [?] way to work, man, murdered on a train car Fatherless to kids, now the kids wanna play guard Later [?], vicious cycle, roll the dice, psycho k**ers at large Sittin' in my car, feelin' these bars Tears flowin' down my damn face, need of a [?] Help to wonder if my time will come soon If I'll die young too Reflection off the high hung moon [Hook](x2) Living on the earth, turning with it, equipped with no equipment Living in a gifted [?] of missed misfits And listen, you can hear the sound of the weapon Rounds [?], sending a soul into heaven Rounds [?], sending a soul into heaven Rounds [?], sending a soul into heaven Rounds [?], sending a soul into heaven Listen, you can hear the sound of the weapon