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Nirvana of Guns by Knights of 88 Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Verse 1: Denham Smith]
Chaos every where
Screams fill the air
Bodies on the ground
What the fuck is going down
Lil susie cries out
Cos her leg no longer there
Dreams of being a dancer in a second disappear
Only comes out last minute with her friends
Every last minute she remember to the end
How a trip to the mall turn to trip to the morgue
Best friend dying with her dreams on the floor
White man scarrеd with a burnt face coked
Views this bad mad world through thе eye of a scope
Flash back to a dark path
7 years old fear leaks through his soul
Smell of urine bleeds right through his clothes
Terror in his home no love here shown
Only scars dirty tears and a hundred broken bones
Daddy taught him well how to hate all the world
[Chorus : Denham Smith]
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
A whole lot of Guns
Loaded up now here it comes
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
A whole lot of bombs
Blowing up now here it comes

[Verse 2 : Kage Sparks]
Killer coming closer
Room getting colder
Young mother crying holds body of her daughter
Eyes gone vacant no more light no more aura
Choking on emotions little child in a pool of blood
Hanging by a rope mind snapped by a noose of love
Searching for a sign bring her back, screaming in her mind
Gold cross round her neck nine bullets strike her flesh
Last thoughts in her head
Why God not protect?

[Verse 3 : Black Caz]
All she thinking about is the service
A day of prayer a day of peace
Another day of worship
Surrounded by love
Couldn’t see the serpent
Thinking bout her family love and purpose
And then she heard the shot
Next came the panic screams
And the shock
Horror in the Church
Everybody watch
Father on the floor lifeless his heart stops
What going on up in God’s home
At the bar no cheers
This can’t be the norm
I mean can you picture
Going in a church and seeing
So many guns drawn
I mean is this religion
Or is it just darkness writing their own psalms
He who walks behind the row
Please God forgive the children of the corn
[Bridge : Denham Smith ]
Why we got to pull these guns all out
Why we got to squeeze these bullets all out
Cause so much pain (yeah)
No
No
(yeah)

[Chorus : Denham Smith]
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
A whole lot of Guns
Loaded up now here it comes
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
A whole lot of bombs
Blowing up now here it comes

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
A whole lot of Guns
Loaded up now here it comes
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
A whole lot of bombs
Blowing up now here it comes