Warzone

Been hear the rumors, my uncle was shot
Put me in lost but there's something I got
A shell of a bullet and sheets of a blood
If it ain't nothing, it's lesson by god

Back in 2007 I was a dumb kid with a dream
But let me tell you all motherfuckers all I'm in
Avoiding the pains and escaping the scenes
Gun shows, gun shots, the culture fit in

Sex and money, crime is in our DNA
Sin of envy divin' deep in our DNA
So I put it into rap, 'cause it's our DNA
The good & the evil killin' their own DNA
(Shame on us)

We're all a critics but we're being cryptic
We're hypocrite for a dream that this big
Religion, race, sex and politics
Is it lust? Or just what it is?

We're all a critics but we're being cryptic
We're hypocrite for a dream that this big
Religion, race, sex and politics
Is it lust? Or just what it is?

Let me tell y'all about the context, the promise
The youngsters who makes a warzone be their showcase
Innocents? Hypocrites, these people just stupid
For a peace that was made by sex and narcotics

Madness, it's endless, the hate, the spite
They speedin' up people demise, despite
Malignance, there is always Kailinese when the sirens
Comes at the scenes to arrange it, uh

Bless you if you're fighting for a friend
A family, for a mate, it ain't nothin' to afraid
It ain't nothin' to be scared of, nothin' to degrade of
Nothin' to be shame, tell enemy it's a shame on you

If you're fighting for nothin', and still on
You just a blessing in disguise
You do something at a drop of a hat
Don't give up on your day job, it's in the blood, uh

(Shame on us)

We're all a critics but we're being cryptic
We're hypocrite for a dream that this big
Religion, race, sex and politics
Is it lust? Or just what it is?

We're all a critics but we're being cryptic
We're hypocrite for a dream that this big
Religion, race, sex and politics
Is it lust? Or just what it is?

We're all a critics but we're being cryptic
We're hypocrite for a dream that this big
Religion, race, sex and politics
Is it lust? Or just what it is?

We're all a critics but we're being cryptic
We're hypocrite for a dream that this big
Religion, race, sex and politics
Is it lust? Or just what it is?



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Writer(s): Sultan Sakty
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