| Chorus: |
| If you want to make war (war), end (end), |
| We gotta start with peace! |
| People unify in the streets! |
| You want to make war (war), end (end), |
| We gotta start with peace! |
| People realize that you’re free! |
| How we living in the double 0 8, |
| My people tell me what’s real what’s fake, |
| Are we going to act off of fear and hate, |
| Or could we all come together and make some change? |
| I was swimming in his nuts, |
| When my daddy had a buck, |
| For a war that we lost, |
| Traumatized what the fuck, |
| Here we are once again, |
| Through the thick and the thin, |
| Young kinds barely men coming home, |
| Man, this one’s for them. |
| Verse3: |
| Put a fist in the sky, |
| Gotta stand for something, |
| Fall for anything, we keep nothing, |
| Any no peace still we can’t function, |
| Take the lead we gotta teach them youngins. |
| Veres4: |
| I got my fatigues, |
| Sent to be put into battle field in a breeze, |
| Now I don’t believe in the presidential decree, |
| Killin' off the family tree, ending with me man, |
| No more fear |
| Verse 4: |
| What you see, is it me? |
| Victory on enemy. |
| Cash me out, as you be, |
| Ninety bucks to feel that speed. |
| Verse 6: |
| I’m a military contract, |
| Warlord actor, |
| Placed in a roll that really factors in, |
| On how many of our boys they send in, |
| This all depends on how much the devil |
| Verse 5: |
| Shalom, Salam, I’m peace, I’m calm, |
| Droppin' they signs while they drop bombs, |
| If you can’t change the world then why mc, |
| No World War 3 cus' it ends with me. |
| Speech: |
| These are real people, they’re not toy soldiers; |
| Quit acting like we’re disposable. |
| Your last statistic is part of the most sadly chosen few. |
| No one deserves to die for you, |
| We’re living god-given lives, leave our destinies unaltered. |
| So you could rectified. |
| Chorus: |
| If you want to make war (war), end (end), |
| We gotta start with peace! |
| People unify in the streets! |
| If you want to make war (war), end (end), |
| We gotta start with peace! |
| People realize that you’re free! |
| Verse 6: |
| So now they say we’re on the verge of some change, |
| Soon as people speak up, stand up, turn the page. |
| Then they say this the war that ain’t got no end, |
| But what’s to say they ain’t lying again? |
| Verse7: |
| Listen I truce out, with they boots strapped, |
| Armed to the tube with some false truth pact, |
| Behind a bullet and a scheme called the American Dream, |
| But my brothers on the field don’t feel what this means. |
| Verse8: |
| Yeah Georgie Bush ain’t got a scheme, |
| Get that dough through presidency, |
| Armies die, mommies cryin', it’s all for what, |
| Who controls your |
| Verse 9: |
| And I’m ain’t talking bout checks, dollars, dividends, |
| Talkin' bout things you can’t buy with ends, |
| Talkin' bout life over death with respect for the next, |
| No matter what they s** depend. |
| Verse 10: |
| Demolition crews blew up the World Trade, |
| The government wants us scared and enslaved, |
| War means diesel so they can get paid, |
| It’s women and Nazi brigades. |
| Verse 11: |
| I define my times when I rhyme and speak, |
| Man-made laws they define the weak, |
| They say the meek will inherit the Earth, |
| Well what’s first? |
| We got to get control before it all gets worse. |
| Verse12: |
| I fight the bullet, if I don’t bite the bullet, |
| Drink a verse, who’s got the bigger verse, |
| Put a hole in your body the diameter of, |
| Peace-sign sized, peace my eyes, |
| On at least nine lives, full of love. |
| Chorus: |
| If you want to make war (war), end (end), |
| We gotta start with peace! |
| People Unify in the Streets! |
| If you want to make war (war), end (end), |
| We gotta start with peace! |
| People realize that you’re free! |