[Produced by Cocaines 80´s & No I.D.]

[Verse 1]

Lil Mark get shot, Lil Reese and them

Little niggas, it's hard to find peace in them

Chiraq, they say it's Middle Easterin'

Put your flames in the air for the deceased to them

Young soldiers who never got to become older

Dogtagged in the body bag

Police kept the knot he had

Plus he had weed in his system

Never knew at 13 they could enlist them

Momma kissed him, body was colder

She was shaking, I tried to hold her

Tears on my shoulder, he was supposed to

Be going to his junior year, this is his funeral year

Pall-bearers, all looking like kids

Some faces show anger, some show tears

No mustaches, no beards

Probably had the same aspirations as his

On a mission, staring in the distance

It never stop like the Muslims and Christians

We under-21 gun salute them

Just to go back and recruit them

I'm talkin' 'bout war

[Hook x2]

To all the killas and the hundred dolla billas

Real hittas who ain't got no feelins

[Verse 2]

There's a war going on inside, no man is safe from, goin on

Going on, there's a war going on inside, no man is safe from

Or can escape from, take one wars from the same place that hate from

Gang wars used to be about the nations

Now it's cliques with clips and hittas is missing

They hit the innocent now they families miss him

Death do kissed him, in his last breath he wishing

But no option so he assume position

It don't stop, hittas killing women and children

Angels cried, that's supposed to be God's decision

Collisions of cliques named after rap groups

Except wearing Jordans instead of black boots

Black troops trade war stories reminiscent of Glory

Walk the walk of those before me since I was a shorty

Seen slugs and drugs and unemployment

Terror town y'all was my first deployment

The life of a soldier ain't nothing to toy with

I'm living in this shit while the world exploit it

War

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]

My basic training was aiming, hustling, banging, changing niggas up

Cause of what they did to us, nigga, I don't give a fuck

It's do or die in the Chi and I ain't lived enough

Hoping for some visitors of war, I'm a prisoner

Politicians they did enough, want to get rid of us

Hopped in the back as soon as the shots hit the truck

Looked at my son I could see his soul

Shot and killed at three years old

[Interlude]

War, war, war, war!

We are at war!

[Outro]

The direction was we, we came up with this concept, Nobody Smiling was really a thought that came about because of all the violence that was going on in Chicago, or that is going on. I like to say "was" cause we gon' bring it to fruition wishing that it's gonna stop. You know and uh, all the violence that was going on - it happens in Chicago but it's happening around the world in many ways. You know, it may not be to the numbers that's happening in Chicago but it's happening in the inner cities all over America so we's talking about the conditions of what's happening when I said "Nobody Smiling" but it's really a call to action