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🎧 DJ Incognito – Who Pulled the Trigger? [OFFICIAL AUDIO]🎼 🎙️ [Intro] 🕯️ "July 24, 2025 – Surin Province, Thailand An eight-year-old Thai boy was killed in his own village. BM‑21 rockets fell from the sky — But headlines claimed: ‘Thailand fired first.’ The lie reached the world... before the ambulance reached the scene." 🎤 [Verse 1] 🕵️‍♂️📍 Three days before — Thai patrol hit a mine, Freshly planted, marked, mapped in satellite line. Official denial came lightning fast, But earth still bore the scars of the recent past. ⏰ 5:10 AM — that very day, BM‑21s launched from Ka-mair’s forest way. They aimed at homes across the Thai borderline, Using "civilian roofs" as covert firing lines. 🩸 A boy died beside his mother’s arms, Hospital burned — gas station in alarm. Blood dried on mats, yet cameras rolled, Selling “peace” with a smile, cold and bold. 🧠 [Hook] ❓🌍 Who pulled the trigger first? While Thailand… was busy lifting a child in a shirt. Allegations flew to CNN — Before sirens even reached the end. ⚰️ Our soil still holds his remains, But they pose for photos — with zero shame. 🔥 [Verse 2] 🇹🇭✈️ F‑16s rose, not to destroy, But to respond to what crushed a Thai boy. They fired from homes we once helped feed, Now turned into shields for a darker deed. 🪖 They say they “love peace,” yet use their kin As human shields for a battle within. They fired through fog before the sun awoke, A child bled out — in a house we once broke bread and spoke. ⚰️ We launched not from hate, But from the graves… still warm beneath the state. And yet they say we struck the spark? Has no one asked the boy’s mother — who cried before dark? ⚠️ "This is what you get when you trust the hand you once fed." 🌏 [Bridge] 🙂❌🗡️ We’re Siam — a land of smiles, it’s true. But we don’t smile at betrayal from those we once drew. Back in ’79, we opened our gate, To tens of thousands fleeing a brutal fate. 🏕️🍚📚 We built them camps, gave food, gave schools, Sent envoys to the UN, bent every rule. Thai taxpayers paid to heal their young, In makeshift hospitals where lullabies were sung. 💔 But now… They fire upon our clinics, Then spin the lie that we’re the cynics. ⚖️ [Verse 3] ⚔️🗣️ If all the good we've done means nothing, Should we keep bowing down to their bluffing? 🕊️🚫 We didn’t want war — but silence kills. How many kids must die… before the truth fulfills? 🌫️📢 The blast zone is quiet… but lies scream loud, Flying faster than sirens, above the cloud. 🩸 They spoke first — while the blood was still wet, While shoes of the child were still by the step. 🌐 And the world… believed them. Why? Because lies arrived before a parent’s cry? 🔁 Then tell us this… If that child was yours — would you still ask us to sit? Would you stay still — or rise like we did? 🩸 [HOOK] 🧍‍♂️🩸🇹🇭 We’re standing on the blood of Thai children, Not in rage — but in raw remembrance. Don’t ask us to be polite… When screams still echo in the smoke-filled night. ⏱️💔 Lies ran faster than wounds could close, But we won’t let deceit bury those… Who died without cause. 🛑 [Outro] 🚪🧼💣 Don’t ask us to smile… When the blood still stains our door. Don’t ask us to "talk it out"… With those who kiss with lies, but hide guns in the floor. 🧏‍♂️=🤝=🔪 Because silence… is complicity. And truth… is the last weapon in our history. 🗣️🔥 Don’t tell us: “It’s not a big deal.” This is Thailand. And we won’t let you kill our children… Then lie to the world and expect us to kneel. 🔥🎙️🧠🩸⚖️🌏🕯️🇹🇭🧍‍♂️👁️‍🗨️📸🪖📍🚪🛑⚰️ “On July 24, 2025 — a Thai child, just 8 years old, was killed when BM‑21 rockets struck his village in Surin Province.” But the headlines around the world claimed: “Thailand fired first.” The accusation spread faster than the ambulance. So we ask again: Who pulled the trigger? This track is not entertainment. It’s a protest. A cry. A record of truth that must not be buried. For the child. For the silence. For the future of a nation that never started this war.