I was Raised During War Time
I salute all US troops that patrol the streets
god lookout for the poor who can’t afford to eat
Half sheets and a dirt road
watching as the car explodes
on these grounds, suicide was a honor to go
The media stop and froze
blowing cigar smoke, on your clothes
while the Joes load the cargo
Classify info protected in code
till the death with the riffle
that’s how they rolled
Weapons and gold, oil cans burned in droves
the soldiers at risk because the government knows
Domination was the mind state
the death rate took terrible toll on moral
it moves at a fast pace
The broken faces when I sleep make it hard to shake
or will I see my family again
when I feel, there’s no escape
Don’t want to break, day by day, I got my eyes on stroll
for the final take
So if emotions in me run dry
Just diminish the fault
Cause I was raised during war time
Written by: St. Scalesaveli (Alien Artform)
