War
This war this feeling it cant be good
Running around in the hood
What happens now ratatat-tat the gun explodes
Making these people implode with fear and grief
Why must we meet
Bush is ordering
Making it known how stupid he is
He's on his own
And bin laden somewhere out there in his cave
Making soldiers sell weapons in a horrible way
There's one thing we can hear,
The music its near,
Is this the end?
Is death here?
No it can't be I have to live
I promised my girl my sunshine
That I would be home on time,
Now it's my time to shine
My time to go show these fuckers what we can do
Run, run, run duck behind here pop a