[Intro: Bedoes]
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[Verse 1: Bedoes]
4 grams of Ganja to the head, 4 ski masks on the head (Ganja)
They're praying, that they wouldn't burst in, a while before they were sorting out the equipment
They're no gangsters, but a brother got stabbed (Because of a stupid reason)
Bad place and time is the seed
One's holding gas, second one's holding a knife, the other one's holding a baton, and the driver has airsoft in the stash in case of an accident (Skrrt)
A common friend gave a call, where does that guy live
Yaris rides up, where does he live
The night will be tough, where does he live
Mercy has faded away, there's no more of it today
Time for revenge
They see him on a bench, he's drinking beer with 5 other guys from the block
They see, that there's more of them, zero fear or shock
They're being guided by revenge, they park at the back of the block
They get out without a word and jump in by surprise
Someone screams, someone punches, someone defends himself, someone runs away
Someone stabs, someone chokes, someone kicks, someone shoots
No one planned on that, but finally, someone dies

[Chorus: Bedoes]
It's from these benches, streets, blocks
Within brothers, sisters, enemies
Within cash, poverty and broken homes
We pray everyday homie
The stories from the valley of Dragons
It's from these benches, streets, blocks
Within brothers, sisters, enemies
Within cash, poverty and broken homes
We pray everyday homie
The stories from the valley of Dragons
[Verse 2:Bedoes]
-Tell me! fuck sake, or you won't leave!
- I won't tell you anything you fucking pig!
- Do you really want to waste your life?
- I live for the gang, you fucking pig!
He told him how they agreed on, because loyalty flows in his veins
It's because of the driver that the guy is dead, but he hopes that the cops won't figure it out
The rest of them were also quiet, apart from the one, who got stabbed
They were going to avenge him, but he couldn't last any longer, he had a too weak of a mind
And says:
-It's the one, who was driving, let me go to mum, please
I'll make a deal, I'll say who, when and how
Just let me go back home, and don't tell anyone
-Alright, I won't tell anyone
Laughed the policeman and shut the door
And the driver went to jail, including the snitch!
Ah, I'd really like to find peace in me, when I look at the case from a side
And I thank god, that I only had the baton back then

[Chorus: Bedoes]
It's from these benches, streets, blocks
Within brothers, sisters, enemies
Within cash, poverty and broken homes
We pray everyday homie
The stories from the valley of Dragons
It's from these benches, streets, blocks
Within brothers, sisters, enemies
Within cash, poverty and broken homes
We pray everyday homie
The stories from the valley of Dragons (Ganja)
[Outro: Bedoes]
Four grams of ganja to the head, four ski masks on the head (Ganja)
It's from these benches, I live for the gang you fucking pig!
Someone screams, someone punches, someone defends himself, someone runs away
(Because of a stupid reason)
(Ganja)
The stories from the valley of Dragons
Four grams of ganja to the head, four ski masks on the head (Ganja)