Common - War Lyrics
Lil Mark get shot, Lil Reese and themLittle niggas, it's hard to find peace in themChiraq, they say it's Middle Easterin'Put your flames in the air for the deceased to themYoung soldiers who never got to become olderDogtagged in the body bagPolice kept the knot he hadPlus he had weed in his systemNever knew at 13 they could enlist themMomma kissed him, body was colderShe was shaking, I tried to hold herTears on my shoulder, he was supposed toBe going to his junior year, this is his funeral yearPaul-bearers, all looking like kidsSome faces show anger, some show tearsNo moustaches, no beardsProbably had the same aspirations as hisOn a mission, staring in the distanceIt never stop like the muslims and christiansWe under-21 gun salute themJust to go back and salute themI'm talkin' bout warTo all the killas and the hundred dolla billasReal hittas who ain't got no feelinsTo all the killas and the hundred dolla billasReal hittas who ain't got no feelinsThere's a war goin on inside, no one is safe from, goin onGoing on, there's a war goin on inside, no one is safe fromOr can escape from, take one wars from the same place that hate fromGang wars used to be about the nationsNow it's cliques with clips and hittas is missingThey hit the innocent now they families miss himDeath do kissed him, in his last breath he wishingBut no option so he assume positionIt don't stop, hittas killin women and childrenAngels cried, that's supposed to be God's decisionCollisions of cliques named after rap groupsExcept wearing Jordans instead of black bootsBlack troupes trade war stories reminiscent of gloryWalk the walk of those before me since I was a shortySeen slugs and drugs and unemploymentTerror town y'all was my first deploymentThe life of a soldier ain't nothing to toy withI'm livin' in this shit while the world exploit itTo all the killas and the hundred dolla billasReal hittas who ain't got no feelinsTo all the killas and the hundred dolla billasReal hittas who ain't got no feelinsMy basic training was aimingHustling, banging changing niggas upCause of what they did to usNigga, I don't give a *****It's do or die in the ChiAnd I ain't lived enoughHoping for some visitorsOf war, I'm a prisonerPoliticians they did enoughWant to get rid of usHopped in the back as soon as the shots hit the truckLooked at my son I could see his soulShot and killed at three years oldWar, war, war, war!We are at war!We came up of this concept, Nobody SmilinAnd uh, all the violence that was going on - it was happening in ChicagoIt's happening in the inner cities all over AmericaI said "Nobody Smiling" but it's really a call to action
