TO ALL THE SOLDIERS IN IRAQ

lakid

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Turn my mic up louder I got to say something Light weights steppin aside when we comin' Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping People on the street they panic and start running Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming I jump on my mind, I summon the rhyme, I'm dumping Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in Sick of the dark ways we marched to the drummin' Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping Risk something, take back what's yours Say something that you know they might attack you for Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for Like this war's really just a different brand of war Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor Like they understand you in the back of the jet When you can't put gas in your tank These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing their check Asking you to have compassion and have some respect For a leader so nervous in an obvious way Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day In their living room laughing like "what did he say?" [Bridge] Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen In my living room watching but I am not laughing Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen The world is cold the bold men take action Have to react or get blown into fractions Ten years old is something to see Another kid my age drug under the jeep Taken and bound and found later under the tree I wonder if he thought the next one could be me Do you see the soldiers that are out today To brush the dust from bullet proof vests away It's ironic, at times like this you pray But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads Inside your market, your shops, your clothes My dad he's got a lot of fear I know But enough pride inside not to let that show My brother had a book he would hold with pride A little red cover with a broken spine On the back, he hand wrote a quote inside "When the rich wage war it's the poor who die" Meanwhile, the leader just talks away Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day Both scared and angry like "what did he say?" [Bridge] Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen With hands held high into a sky so blue As the ocean opens up to swallow you With hands held high into a sky so blue As the ocean opens up to swallow you With hands held high into a sky so blue As the ocean opens up to swallow you With hands held high into a sky so blue As the ocean opens up to swallow you With hands held high into a sky so blue As the ocean opens up to swallow you With hands held high into a sky so blue