Luyện nghe bài hát WAR

Lil Mark get shot, Lil and them
Little niggas, hard to find peace in them
Chiraq, they say it's Middle
Put your in the air for the deceased to them
soldiers who never got to become older
Dogtagged in the bag
kept the knot he had
Plus he had weed in his
Never at 13 they could enlist them
kissed him, body was colder
She was shaking, I tried to her
on my shoulder, he was supposed to
Be going to his junior year, this is his year
Pall-bearers, all looking kids
Some faces show anger, some tears
No mustaches, no
had the same aspirations as his
On a mission, in the distance
It stop like the Muslims and Christians
We gun salute them
Just to go back and them
I'm talkin' war

To all the killas and the dolla billas
Real who ain't got no feelins
To all the and the hundred dolla billas
hittas who ain't got no feelins

There's a war going on inside, no man is from, goin on
on, there's a war going on inside, no man is safe from
Or can escape from, take one wars the same place that hate from
Gang wars used to be the nations
Now it's cliques with and hittas is missing
They hit the innocent now they families him
do kissed him, in his last breath he wishing
But no so he assume position
It don't stop, hittas killing and children
Angels cried, that's to be God's decision
Collisions of cliques named after rap
Except wearing Jordans instead of black
Black troops war stories reminiscent of glory
Walk the walk of those before me I was a shorty
slugs and drugs and unemployment
Terror town y'all was my deployment
The life of a soldier ain't to toy with
I'm living in shit while the world exploit it
War

To all the and the hundred dolla billas
Real who ain't got no feelins
To all the killas and the dolla billas
Real who ain't got no feelins

My basic training was aiming, hustling, banging, changing up
Cause of what they did to us, nigga, I don't a fuck
do or die in the Chi and I ain't lived enough
Hoping for visitors of war, I'm a prisoner
Politicians did enough, want to get rid of us
Hopped in the back as as the shots hit the truck
at my son I could see his soul
Shot and at three years old

War!
We are at war!