Shivering in the rain drops / embracing the pain from your stained thoughts / clutching your shotty, don’t make the pain stop / praying lots, knowing that all you have in this world is a number unto your name, shots fire and grenades drop / yet in the midst of this jungle your veins clot / from the cold, thinking of your mother’s face when a blade chops / down barely missing your vision, your aim locks / and the darkened silhouette who came pops / but you a soldier / trained to do what your government told you / mold you with a chip on your shoulder, you grow up / in search of honor through a false sense of karma that ain’t right / learning how to face death before you ever taste life / but uh, fuck it, you feel empowered now / and with a Bible and a rifle who’s the coward now / fired up to do the reaping of devoured sows / and anything the whole holier than thou allows / so sound ‘em out / (hut!) / this everything that we’ve been needing / any kind of reason justifying why different culture’s bleeding / if they think they’re even, they get a gat for that / a pap pap or rat-a-tat to put a pat on your back / and hear your boys reaffirming you the man in the set / but then this war is held to go collect a fathomless debt / of which they never told you really once they put you in the budget / but then again, you’re so down for it, it doesn’t matter, does it /

As a young boy, I always wanted to be older / looked at my mother and told her / your little boy’ll be a soldier / so I’ma show you / let the music show you /

From World War II to Vietnam to Desert Storm /we’ve adorned our doors scorned with the mark of the first born / forewarned, cold wars, engaged in this practice / as generals gather in their masses like witches at black masses / from Babylon to Damascus / stain the land with the blood of apocryphal bastards / and claim the soil as your own / justified by the regime that’s overthrown / and prove the war gene is in your chromosomes mankind / fast enough to rob a man blind / terrorism ain’t a threat, it’s how God began time / and if our rise is our demise, will a blind man find / when he two seconds behind of standing on a land mine / any sign of life will soon be a target / crimson earth will meet the sky to paint the whole horizon scarlet / where the future lies guised in a bleak insanity / to cost a patriot the price of humanity / can it be our reality /

Some people die for it / pride, war, money, oil, drugs / flesh, hate, land, respect, love / pain, power, envy, wrath, lust / status, comfort, success, greed, trust /

I was sold to this earth with a pen and a verse / for the kids who want less abuse and hurt / modern day holocaust, Osama try to calm your nerves / for the nerds deserted in the schools / produce fools that rule the earth, the truth hurts / I represent the quiet / quiet before the riot / MCs speak of revolution, I don’t buy it / I was formed over time by science / Hip-Hop defiant, I ain’t trying to die quick / I spit my third eye going rising optic /running out of time and watching the clock tick / out of my mind, though, ‘cause the flow is so sick / virus, open your eyes, we’ve arrived with / crews to bring the truth, Technicali’s finest / open your blindness, hoping we arriving / shower my soul, when I flow, the sky cries it /

Because we love it in the killing fields / yet another war to end all wars, and still the killing yields / souls to the spindle of the spinning wheel / where a life is just a number on a soldier looking for a thrill /

We love it, we live it, we die for it