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one be lo - black ace buried young (purple heart attack) lyrics

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chorus

war makes soldiers out of our babies

no one know why they fight

battling for freedom outta feel right

but this ain’t right
it just ain’t right

war makes k!llers out of our babies

sacrificing they’re lives

struggling to tell the truth for the lies

but this ain’t right
it just ain’t right

verse one

they say i couldn’t go to college
cuz my grades never seen top scores
maybe the cemetery

maybe the c+block four

before the age of twenty one
can’t let’em see my corpse

too many haters wanna see my loss
if need, by forcе

they all up in your business
gotta be ’bout yours

you need a family in thе streets i cross

i got a uncle
who got a hustle
you got some muscle
he got more
.
he told me when i need some work
he could be my boss

easy for cats who wanna be hardcore
but this is fam
and he say he got a plan to help me feed my poor
put me on his team
travel like emcee’s on tour

i heard all around the world
he got some beef i’m sure

but i’m all about the peace not war

i asked momma
what she thought about his drama
said, she not sure

i’m thinking
what i don’t know behind these closed doors
could never hurt
so i proceed my course
now check it out y’all

chorus

war makes soldiers out of our babies

no one know why they fight

battling for freedom outta feel right
but this ain’t right
it just ain’t right

war makes k!llers out of our babies

sacrificing they’re lives

struggling to tell the truth for the lies

but this ain’t right
it just ain’t right

verse 2

i used to struggle to get cream
but now i’m on his team

it’s more like a regime
we’re doing some big things

we roll up on the scene
in them big trucks
pushed to the extreme

you f#ck#n’ with the best

everybody respect these
or fear these
drop to ya knee’s

he trained wit the weapons that squeeze
no veteran was better than he

he even got a few connects over seas
you ain’t a threat+ please

bow to the king
you a p+wn in this chess thing

could be his bishop or queen
he call you his chess piece

any traitor get bullets
put’em all in your chest/chess piece

i jump, when i’m told or they check me

sometimes i hear
the screams in my dreams
at eightteen i regret sleep

and this ain’t what i signed up for
i thought my uncle had my back
but he lied once more

my grand daddy said he worked for him back in the day
i can’t believe the fam could act this way
now check it out y’all

chorus

war makes soldiers out of our babies

no one know why they fight

battling for freedom outta feel right

but this ain’t right
it just ain’t right

war makes k!llers out of our babies

sacrificing they’re lives

struggling to tell the truth for the lies

but this ain’t right
it just ain’t right

verse 3

it’s gettin deep
i got a order to serve combat

i asked myself
“should i let him run my life, or turn my back?”

if i return to the block
i prolly serve mo’ crack

i would do it
but it don’t sound good

on my record
trynna get a good job
after discharge
with dishonor

so now i’m off to iraq
you know i miss momma

she’s so afraid i’ll get attacked by the islamics

i wrote a letter, said “i’ll be home in six, promise”

but mo’ drama

osama

they’re holdin’ a press conference
but no comments

my family wanna know about the poor progress
my uncle only talk about the war process

six months turned to eighteen fast

last thing i remembered was a roadside blast

same night
momma seen it on her tv set

the next day she got a flag
and a relief check
from uncle sam y’all

- one be lo lyrics

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