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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,506
Peak in subgenre #2,440
Author
Logic
Rights
2002 Undadog Ent., Inc.
Uploaded
April 13, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:03
Story behind the song
Logic:
This is for the struggle that we all go through in the hood. War is a metaphor for the concrete jungle that the city is, and how us soldiers have to defend ourselves and fight for survival...
Lyrics
War
Written By: C. D . Bryant, Jr. (ASCAP)
Produced by: C. D. Bryant, Jr. (ASCAP)
Recorded At: UltraSound Music Works, Raleigh, NC
(Ad Lib)
(Verse 1)
Bow down deep in the trench, the streets killing/ All my war buddies, already repented and we still in/ the belly of the beast, black fire still surrounds us/ Timberlands our uniform, ghetto trying to drown us/ We fight with what we’re born with, bring it on son/ Peace to every soldier who passed, every gone one/ Is looking at us laughing, they got out the game/ realized that no matter where you go it’s the same/ The death march of my post is like ghosts in night/ Hustle hard, still struggling most, gain the light/ Of the one’s that oppressed us, watch, we’re suffering/ because we’re outnumbered we’ll never ever have enough again/ I let blind shot’s fly out in the dark/ My only weapons are my soul and my heart, I blow apart/ When I witness any one of my battalion fall/ They got our backs up against the wall, stand tall, ‘cuz it’s…
(Hookx2)
War that we’re living in, soldiers stand up
‘Cuz I ain’t never giving in, Salute, hands up
Living is this world it’s an army against me
Words be my ammunition, death can’t convince me…
(Verse 2)
I stay deep, creep the streets on the regular/ A soldier alone, my war stories bring together/ all the pain of past conflicts and close calls/ all the other brothers loving this life, until they fall/ Realize it’s a system, know as the standard issue/ I shoot truth straight from my mind, like it’s a pistol/ It’s get yours or get got first, still gotta fight/ Still the best at making bad turn worse, see the light?/ That’s the few of us that’s getting ahead, I make it known/ to the world that I’ll never stop this until I’m dead/ Gotta be kidding, I’m a guerilla in the midst of my primetime, never seen a life like this/ I must’ve been born to it, my skin’s gone through it/ the fact that I’m intelligent black the conduit/ Now you wanna try to use that to take what’s mine?/ Son, this got to be the new frontline, my reply is that it’s…
(Hook x2)
(Verse 3)
The battles rage on both side, city streets are/ The war front, do what you want, I’m making mines/ In the city, concrete jungle is deep cover/ Staying low in the field, cold steel is my brother/ Gotta fight for my own concept of life/ Going hand to hand, mic’s my knife, and I’ll use it/ Singing eulogies as my enemies kill/ all of the members of my people who have lost their will/ I think I’m shell shocked, this block is steady calling/ The same city streets where many of mine’ve fallen/ how’s we all get deep in the game without a clue of the/ Rules of warfare, sent to work, no tools/ Was recruited at an early age, since the stage of my life/ When I learned to put a pen to page, I’ve been/ Feeling the rage of a soldier’s who’s settling/ The score, if this life is a war, then I’m a veteran…
(Hook x2)
(Ad lib to fade)
Copyright 2002 Undadog Entertainment,Inc./AnuthaWon Records
