If you want to make war (war), end (end),
We gotta start with peace!
People unify in the streets!
You want to make war (war), end (end),
We gotta start with peace!
People realize that you’re free!

How we living in the double 0 8,
My people tell me what’s real what’s fake,
Are we really gonna act off of fear and hate,
Or could we all come together and make some change?

I was swimming in his nuts,
When my daddy hit a buck,
For a war that we lost,
Traumatized what the fuck,
Here we are once again,
Through the thick and the thin,
Young kinds barely men coming home,
Man, this one’s for them.

Put a fist in the sky,
Gotta stand for something,
Fall for anything, we keep nothing,
Any no peace still we can’t function,
Take the lead we gotta teach them youngins.

I got my (?) fatigues,
Sent to be put into battle field in a breeze,
Now I don’t believe in the presidential decree,
Killin’ off the family tree, ending with me man,
No more fear.

What you see, is it me?
Victory on enemy.
Cash me out, as you be,
Ninety bucks to feel that speed.

I’m a military contract,
Warlord act,
Placed in a roll that really factors in,
On how many of our boys they send in,
This all depends on how much the devil will spend.

Shalom, Salam, I’m peace, I’m calm,
Droppin’ in signs while they drop bombs,
If you can’t change the world then why MC,
No World War 3 cus’ it ends with me.

These are real people, they’re not toy soldiers;
Quit acting like we’re disposable.
Your last statistic is part of the most sadly chosen few.
No one deserves to die for you,
We’re living god-given lives, leave our destinies unaltered.
So you could rectified.

If you want to make war (war), end (end),
We gotta start with peace!
People unify in the streets!
You wanna make war (war), end (end),
We gotta start with peace!
People realize that you’re free!

So now they say we’re on the verge of some change,
Soon as people speak up, stand up, turn the page.
Then they say, this the war that ain’t got no end,
But what’s to say they ain’t lying again?

Listen I truce out, with they boots strapped,
Armed to the tube with some false truth pact,
Behind a bullet and a scheme called the American Dream,
But my brothers on the field don’t feel what this means.

(hahaha) Yeah Georgie Bush ain’t got a scheme,
Get that dough through presidency,
Armies die, mommies cryin’, it’s all for what,
Who controls your (?)

And I’m ain’t talking bout checks, dollars, dividends,
Talkin’ bout things you can’t buy with ends,
Talkin’ bout life over death with respect for the next,
No matter what they sex depend.

Demolition crews blew up the World Trade,
The government wants us scared and enslaved,
War means diesel so they can get paid,
It’s women and (?) Nazi brigades.

I define my times when I rhyme and speak,
Man-made laws they define the weak,
They say the meek will inherit the Earth,
Well what’s first?
We got to get control before it all gets worse.

I fight the bullet, if I don’t bite the bullet,
Drink a verse, who’s got the bigger verse,
Put a hole in your body the diameter of,
Peace-sign sized, peace my eyes,
On at least nine lives, full of love.

If you want to make war (war), end (end),
We gotta start with peace!
People Unify in the Streets!
If you want to make war (war), end (end),
We gotta start with peace!
People realize that you’re free!



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    General CommentAmazing song; really uplifting.
    I love the passion.
    Reminds you that you have to keep a level head up high and don't get weighed down by reality.
    thegaganon February 16, 2009   Link

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