Warzone

By Marz

Released on January 1, 2013

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(Yeah, John Brown.)

(We living strange times man.)

(I don't gotta watch the news.)

(I look out my window and I see a war zone.)

(My whole city a war zone.)


[Verse 1]

Aye, Yeah (YEAH!)

Good morning world, let me get ta couple words

And before you left, start in the dark

Like you one of 5 virtues

We lost our purpose

So I'm a get to church and everything's a mess

What we doing just ain't working'

They acting like the world just in the middle east

With the war up in my streets

In my mind and in my sleep

God, my preacher looking' bleak

That perception's so deep

Now woman thinking they men

And now men thinking they woman

And they love em' just to dance

Money justify the killing

Only love a self steady

Boasting not forgiving

We'd do anything for pleasure

Even sacrifice our children

And we saying love is weak

So we running from our villains

Thieves, liars, frauds, cowards

The enemy evidently got up in us mentally

It's simply elementary

Trade our lives eventually

But that ain't what I made for

So I finna make war


[Hook]

We in a War Zone

Welcome to the War Jo

Them bullets eaten by yo head out in the Ozone

The enemy tricking us to killing the story

But sir, if you focused, don't get focused you gon sing a sad song

(x2)


[Verse 2]

If you ain't here to fight, then what you here fo?

Popping bottles, puffin out, you looking like a WEIRDO

See what I mean jo, is you can't see the real (no)

Unless your mind clear

Eyes are of the near rows

The battlefield up in your mind is what they fussing 'bout

You yelling M-O-B, boy you don know what you're talking 'bout

No one engaged in war fare

Gets themselves tangled up in the affairs of this life, they just die for us

When I was a child, I thought I reasoned like a child

But when I became a man, I put them childish things behind me

Here's the truth

Saying Jesus Christ came to save sinners

I'm a loser, I'm the worst

When you see the truth it hurts, man

But in the last days, even men with fake friends

We're hunting words, bending truth until the day ends

We in the churches

God you pull us from deceptions

I'm not gon sweat it

It's whatever for the mission better


[Hook]

(x2)


[Ending]

A day is quickly approaching

Where the masses will be so dumb now

They will be more interested in fashion choices

Then in their own life choices

A day where children will be havin' children

A day where money will be worth it

And people would gladly sell their soul

For power and fame

A day where love and compassion will be looked at as weakness

A day where cowards will be praised

For degrading our woman

A day when woman will lose all self-respect

And prostitute themselves to the highest bidder

A day where we celebrate frauds

And kill our prophets

That day my dear friends and enemies

Came yesterday...