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Swiss Red Opera by King

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Swiss Red Opera

Hip Hop

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Every night I fall to my knees, whisper prayers to my destiny,
But I hear my call through the silence, through the fall,
They question my calm, but inside is a storm I can′t disarm.
I′m a medic with a mission, a guardian in the shadows,
Carrying my mother′s hopes through streets that never show love,
Hustling through the cold nights while survival writes my story,
No silver spoons, just dreams that burn in all their glory,
The boy with empty pockets, but a heart full of fire,
Prayers rise like incense, lifting me higher and higher,
I won′t shed tears for the broken, I fight to live unbroken,
Even if I′m gone, my legacy will be suffered.
Opera is a silent opera, painted in shades of red,
Swiss dreams in my mind, where no tears are ever shed,
Mommy, hold me in your prayers, I′m reaching for the throne,
In this red-lit opera, I′m claiming my own home.
The beat pounds, like the battles in my chest,
Mama′s hands aging, praying for my rest,
2024′s arising, I face it with a warrior′s eyes,
Mustafa′s spirit blazing, reaching for the skies,
This opera is not just music, it′s a fight, it′s a flame,
Every note a step closer, every verse calls my name,
Fire in my soul, ice in my veins,
I′m breaking through the struggle, breaking all chains.
Carrying stones that weigh like mountains on my back,
But every step I take, I′m paving a new track,
My twenties hide my scars, but not my will to live,
Swiss red opera, the life I′m here to give,
Suffering′s a silent opera, painted in shades of red,
Swiss dreams in my mind, where no tears are ever shed,
Mommy, hold me in your prayers, I′m reaching for the throne,
In this red-lit opera, I′m claiming my own home,
No more suffering, no more silent cries,
In the Swiss red opera, my spirit flies,
Mommy, your prayers are the fire I hold,
I′m living my story, brave and bold,
Swiss red opera, my symphony of hope,
From shadows to the spotlight, arise, I call hope,
Suffering′s a silent opera, painted in shades of red,
Swiss dreams in my mind, where no tears are ever shed,
Mommy, hold me in your prayers, I′m reaching for the throne,
In this red-lit opera, I′m claiming my own home,