flying through the air Bodies falling - nobody cares People dying - more and more If you see this, then you'll know (It's) war in the streets! Battlefields
We put too much work in Seen too many cold days, too many nights servin' It's been tried, we will survive CNN rise, keep street ties We got a hundred
is scored by slug shots And drug spots, well, if you're too poor to move out Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, walkin' through shootouts
In July 1863 A nation torn in tragedy A trick of fate, two great armies merge Gods of war at Gettysburg Devastation lies ahead Fifty thousand bodies
's his father name? Shorty never knew him, though he had his blood in him hot temper Momma said he act just like her husband daddy never fucked with him So the streets
s his father name? Shorty never knew him, though he had his blood in him Hot temper, momma said he act just like her husband Daddy never fucked with him, so the streets
Top chrome spin, whirlwinds, microphone's bend Some grown men, moan when they sold they soul to sin Unfolded with thin lies, the aura to make the papermate fry You escaped fate
clots is scored by slug shots and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through shootouts
around Unleash hell and fire Raining chaos crashing in The screaming in the streets calling far away I taste the shock The perfume of this war Far away
outdone Add all the blood you get 1200 tons Massacre removed from history books No mention of men hung from iron hooks All counter to the rules of war
chrome spin, whirlwinds, microphone's bend Some grown men, moan when they sold they soul to sin Unfolded with thin lies, the aura to make the papermate fry You escaped fate
