A look into war. The best song of the 4.
Pelswyk is a christian rap artist who will do anything to make peeps love God. There is no secular stuff, swears, or talking about rap stuff. You know. Learn mo
Yo, Im Pelswyk rippin for Christ only. If just one nonchristian ever listened to the lyrics, and a seed was planted, then my job would be done.
Story behind the song
Christ always motivates me.
Lyrics
Men Vs. Men
Verse 1:
Bodies laying everywhere in the dust, I can’t see
Blood flowing from the Americans and the Iraqis
My best friend caught a slug right into the skull
Thousands dead, some people don’t know what for
Death everywhere, I wont ever be the same
I’m choking in the mud, hiding since those men came
There was fourteen of us, I’m the only survivor
General said it was a quick mission, what a liar
No water left, I’m filthy eating this mud
Need to stay hydrated in this desert, in the sun
All I got is my M16 and seven bullets left
Lives were just taken and it aint murder or theft
Bloodstains on my shirt, I was shot in the foot
Praise God I aint dead, I’m alive in this soot
A calm breeze, I see people in the distance
Who are they, I had to carefully listen
Do they have water, who really knows
If I don’t get some soon, all I’ll be is bones
They weren’t talking English so I popped out my hole
Killed three Iraqis with guns, would they have hurt me, will I ever know
Chorus:
Why? So much death
Why? So much hate
Why? So much sin
Why? Do we have to still wait
Verse 2:
Lucky for me there was water and no food
There was ammo, guns, and some tools
Felt better after a while, now I’m trying to find anyone
Any Americans that won’t shoot me with a gun
While I’m running through the bodies acting like they aint there
Dead people in this war zone, they seem everywhere
Children were slaughtered in this town, run over
Maybe by a Hum V or one of their Land Rovers
It’s 112 degrees Fahrenheit, I feel the heat
Sweat pouring off my body, up ahead is a Jeep
Four bodies laying inside like this happened recently
All of a sudden a sharp pain runs through my body
A hole formed in my shoulder, red liquid forms
I fall on my knees until the ground and my face joins
I wait a minute, I don’t want to mess with this
A sniper, I know where though, he shot again and missed
Christ is on my side, I’m going to make it home
I shot that man, yeah I shot his bum
There could be more I gotta run fast
Need to find Americans so I can be back at last
Chorus:
Why? So much death
Why? So much hate
Why? So much sin
Why? Do we have to still wait
Verse 3:
Driving back through this desert heat
I see my peeps, we’ll finally meet
I’m along with them, suddenly someone falls down
Fire and an explosion, we all hit the ground
A couple hundred enemies, but more of us
Smell of blood again, I feel that wind gust
I’m deaf, I can’t hear the screams of the men
Gory death, why do we come here and see a dead friend
This has been going on for thousands of years
This has been going on, wars with pain and tears
Wars between man, women, just for the better position
Our spirits and bodies have a head on collision
War just seems like it has to be a tradition
There’s gatta be a better way, every war there’s a petition
There’s these wars, wars with all types of religion
Yet if we don’t want to go to war we could go to prison
Who wants to see their father shot, dead right there
Only a maniac who would never show any care
I just wonder how long before we can stay home
No more nightmares about friends getting shot in the dome
