Shots fired
Everybody run
Be careful where you walk
Be careful what you say
Shots fired
This is the life we live
In this territory there is no security
Shots fired
Someone’s been shot
Who could it be?
Is it a friend or family?
This civil war is ripping up the territory
Brothers killing each other for power, money and/or vanity
Shots fired
When is our hour?
Those came close; the next ones could be closer
How did things get this way?
Can anyone remember?
This whole place is a disaster
We live this life in a poor country
We live it in the inner city of a great country
Shots fired
Oh God!!! Oh God!!!
Oh No!!! Oh No!!!