just some rescent shit i been goin through bein in the marines.......... & how i feel bout certain aspects of the war........
Lyrics
Hook:
low & behold & let the story be told
wut u gonna do when dNicest reveals the truth
low & behold & let the story be told
seperatin fact from fiction for our priceless youth(x2)
all u bitches willin to teach, but neva willin to learn//
all u niggas willin to speak, but neva listen to words//
cant change yaself always wanna change the world//
listen close & let my lyrics hit ya brain through nerves//
my name is heard & all ya thoughts halt & evict//
ya dumfounded cause i'm spittin life alterin shit//
if i startin to spit, i think ya better part from ya klick//
far & quick under summin like a car or some brickz//
i'm startin to drift forgettin this is targeted kid//
pin point precision expert marksmanship//
on shot one kill & its gonna be difficult//
cuz rounds down range aimin at the individual//
splittin through ya skull & bones seekin ya 3rd eye//
hearin the peoples testimony u already heard mine//
now rewind my rhymes way back to the first line//
ya prolly missed summin couldnt catch it the first time..........
(hook)(x4)
listen close people, cuz this is where it gets deeper//
pardon me spark ya blunt & puff on some cheebah//
can i reach ya? it wont matta i dont fathom u'd care//
if my illest flows traveled in pairs, are u impared//
or u just aint feelin the truth?
that bush is playin golf while he's killin ya youth//
sendin em overseas & then consealin the proof//
are u blind or u cant see that he's stealin from u?//
i've revealed it to u, now parents wut do u do?//
go to the white house load a gun cock it & shoot//
or even stand there screamin throwin rocks at his room//
or spit a battle verse non-stop sockin it to em//
his conscience is ruined, its gotta be but wuts the purpose//
here i'm talkin shit & i'm workin in the service//
servin my country to fight for wuts right//
my family, my wife, my mic & my life.............
(hook)(x4)
wuts important in life? cuz we all gotta die//
a pocket fulla cash & a whole lotta pride//
searchiin for the one that stands out in the tribe//
but why? we remain the same in gods eyes//
why try & hide how we all feelin inside//
behind the clothes & 20 inch rims on the ride//
i strive for perfection, but dont we all?//
we neva learn to walk before we learn to crawl//
but we learn to spend money before we ball//
thats why united we stand & divided we fall//
u know it saddens me it takes tragedy to bring us close//
behind all the ignorance & false hopes//
lies order in the chaos for all the future me's//
soon we'll all learn riots bind communities//
violence equals unity, its jus the way it is//
so wild out not for our sake do it for the kidz..............
Hook)(x4)
