Battle Cry Lyrics - Singles - Mac

Dedicated to all the soldiers we lost in the struggle 

Probably losin' the world war three niggas 

Rest in peace 

[chorus-mac & singer] 

See I'm beneath the sun, right? 

(tomorrow) 

Anticipatin' just waitin' quotin' my battle cry 

(how can we live? if we're born to die tomorrow? ) 

Don't want to die but if I gotta, I'm ready 'cause 

Just hope the lord is forgiving as mama said he was, nigga what? 

[1st verse] 

meaning 

 byGLH25 

Staying ready in order to make another day in the ghetto. Understanding your surroundings from m your girl,your friends ,and officer friendly. See all 

I struggled and strived long as I been alive 

Witnessed my first murder back in 1985 

I walk with the wicked and kick it with the thugs 

In fact, saw the police and smoked some bud 

But never no love, I witnessed the sickness of unprotected lust 

So many children born just because the rubbers bust 

I sympathize with they mothers but fuck the men 

'cause a man ain't shit, if he's no papa to his children 

My woman's a thug girl, but I love her dearly 

My patnas are thieves and I know that, but I keep em near me 

It's gettin' kinda hard for me, 

In the city where the drama just be callin' me 

Whoa! 

I live among the roaches and the rats 

And the killers and the crack 

And the policemen that slang that smack 

I lay me down to sleep, clutchin' my heat 

With my sneakers on my feet, 

Just in case my window locks on me, I be... 

[chorus] 

[bridge one] 

And that's some real shit right there, ya heard me? 

Y'all niggas ain't even understandin' the game nigga 

Niggas is dyin', it's a muthafuckin' world war three on the streets 

Nigga, y'all feel it 

[verse two] 

And as the blood of my niggas flood the streets, 

I refuse to speak, the cracks and concrete 

Can disguise ya feet 

And tears fall at the site of these white sheets 

The street like heat 

The cold secrets, that midnight keeps 

And we was raised by it, it's common as a cold 

Eyes are closed, body is froze 

Blood leakin' out they nose 

I never chose I was given 

Survival of the fit livin' 

Driven insane by it's rhythm, but fuck 

I never gave, see his mind's in the grave 

And most of you niggas praise the ways we was raised 

It must be that weed smoke, 

When most of my niggas need coke, to cope 

With these different strokes 

It's murder we wrote, into the project 

I'm wonderin' if my niggas'll see the site of my death 

Before it happen, my life is on the edge of my pen 

I'm waitin' to explode countin' to ten, 

Forgive me for all the sin nigga 

[chorus] (3x) 

[bridge two-singer] 

Why do we live if we're born to die? 

Why do we live if we're born to die? 

Why do we live if we're born to die? 

Why do we live if we're born to die? 

[chorus] 

Y'all niggas sing that shit nigga! 

Oh, oh, you too cute to sing that shit, ha? bitch ass nigga. 

World war 

Peace