[Featuring: The Hardware Syndrome with Itoy & Willie of Spindicate Posee]
My Countrymen
My friend is gone
No more trouble
One father of eight
Nothing that's my friend
And stay until the end
He doesn't want to lose
There's no mischief
Even forty-four
My friend is gone
This is in court
Just looks like a teenager
No more a genius
No more handsome
My friend is no longer
Can speak English
Can also speak corner
My idol is gone
Whether he has hair or bald
My friend is gone
Here is your answer
My grandfather didn't have that
Batanes to Jolo
Be the whole world
Where is nationalism
A lighted candle light
The given
Like the light of the sun at
The dawn
br/>Written by his hand,
Thought by his brain
Innumerable fingers that
Hold the microphone
Mic check
His rhymes with sense< br/>He grips the mic stand
So we could rap again
Ink of his pen
Like news reported
Everyone was surprised
In the explosion they realized< br/>I can't say why
There is someone looking at me
The only person who counts
A grain of sand
It is like a plate of rice
That is always served
You don't need a dish to
The brain is deep
That's why the only prayer
Continue to be blessed
Continue to sing
His true desire< br/>And with every letter I
Write that will form a song
You will stay with us
And nothing else
And your patriotism has been tested
When giving worry about a Saturday
And when white balloons fly
Map of the Philippines
Made by
My countrymen
My friend is in heaven

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