Lollo Lollo Lollo Lollo Are we on the wrong way? Another shot has been fired Another brother has gone missing Another mother has been crushed It's not him, but it's her that you hit hard The young boy has been sent to make a dry bike Is it just me, or is something wrong? Who are we to do God's work? Because I miss the time when we could walk on the street She has thought of a cool, it could fly by Try to help me, let's do it now Before the next generation falls in Try to tell me how far they will go Will it end with my little brother playing ball? They walk with a bulletproof vest on A bulletproof vest on When they roll past it And roll down the window Have they forgotten the Almighty? One day they will all meet There is no gangster in paradise That's something we all know You want to stand in line for everything You take nothing with you in your grave Neither money nor valuable things Will help your life when your soul is alone No, no, no You take nothing with you in your grave Take yourself before your name is on a grave stone Way back, because now everything is too late Way back, because now everything is too late Think about where your parents came from Ran away from bombs and suffered in a bunker They fled to find peace But they lost their son on a dance floor Shooting every day on a new street Another son taken from his mother It's about time we stick together Before we lose more of our property Things here are just like back then Where a child was a child People here are gone Our drawing Things here are just like back then Try to tell me how far will they go Will it end with my little brother playing ball? They walk with a bulletproof vest on A bulletproof vest on When they roll past it And roll down the window Have they forgotten the Almighty? One day they will all meet There is no gangster in paradise That's something we all know You want to stand for justice Nothing you take with you in your grave Neither money nor valuable things Will help your life when your soul is alone No, no, no Nothing you take with you in your grave Take it with you before your name is on a grave stone Way back, because now everything is too late Way back, because now everything is too late Way back, because now everything is too late Way back, because now everything is too late Way back, because now everything is too late When they roll past it And roll down the window No, no, no There is no gangster in paradise That's something we all know You want to stand for justice No, no, no