Mac - Battle Cry Lyrics
Dedicated to all the soldiers we lost in the struggleProbably losin' the world war three niggasRest in peace[chorus-mac & singer]See i'm beneath the sun, right?(tomorrow)Anticipatin' just waitin' quotin' my battle cry(how can we live? if we're born to die tomorrow?)Don't want to die but if i gotta, i'm ready cuzJust hope the lord is forgiving as mama said he was, nigga what?[1st verse]I struggled and strived long as i been aliveWitnessed my first murder back in 1985I walk with the wicked and kick it with the thugsIn fact, saw the police and smoked some budBut never no love, i witnessed the sickness of unprotected lustSo many children born just because the rubbers bustI sympathize with they mothers but ***** the menCuz a man ain't shit, if he's no papa to his childrenMy woman's a thug girl, but i love her dearlyMy patnas are thieves and i know that, but i keep em near meIt's gettin' kinda hard for me,In the city where the drama just be callin' meWhoa!I live among the roaches and the ratsAnd the killers and the crackAnd the policemen that slang that smackI lay me down to sleep, clutchin' my heatWith my sneakers on my feet,Just in case my window locks on me, i be...[chorus][bridge one]And that's some real shit right there, ya heard me?Y'all niggas ain't even understandin' the game niggaNiggas is dyin', it's a mutha*****in' world war three on the streetsNigga, y'all feel it[verse two]And as the blood of my niggas flood the streets,I refuse to speak, the cracks and concreteCan disguise ya feetAnd tears fall at the site of these white sheetsThe street like heatThe cold secrets, that midnight keepsAnd we was raised by it, it's common as a coldEyes are closed, body is frozeBlood leakin' out they noseI never chose i was givenSurvival of the fit livin'Driven insane by it's rhythm, but *****I never gave, see his mind's in the graveAnd most of you niggas praise the ways we was raisedIt must be that weed smoke,When most of my niggas need coke, to copeWith these different strokesIt's murder we wrote, into the projectI'm wonderin' if my niggas'll see the site of my deathBefore it happen, my life is on the edge of my penI'm waitin' to explode countin' to ten,Forgive me for all the sin nigga[chorus] (3x)[bridge two-singer]Why do we live if we're born to die?Why do we live if we're born to die?Why do we live if we're born to die?Why do we live if we're born to die?[chorus]Y'all niggas sing that shit nigga!Oh, oh, you too cute to sing that shit, ha? ***** ass nigga.World warPeace
