Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Casualties Of War, artist - Eric B.. Album song The 18th Letter / The Book Of Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Casualties Of War |
Casualties of war; |
as I approach the barricade |
Where’s the enemy? |
Who do I invade? |
Bullets of Teflon, bulletproof vest rip |
Tear ya outta ya frame with a bag full of clips |
Cause I got a family that waits for my return |
To get back home is my main concern |
I’ma get back to New York in one piece |
but I’m bent in the sand that is hot as the city streets |
Sky lights up like fireworks blind me Bullets, whistlin over my head remind me… |
President Bush said attack |
Flashback to Nam, I might not make it back |
Missile hits the area, screams wake me up from a war of dreams, heat up the M-16 |
Basic training, trained for torture |
Take no prisoners, and I just caught ya Addicted to murder, send more bodybags |
They can’t identify em, leave the nametags |
I get a rush when I see blood, dead bodies on the floor |
CASUALTIES OF WAR! |
(4X) |
Day divides the night and night divides the day |
It’s all hard work and no play |
More than combat, it’s far beyond that |
Cause I got a kill or be killed kind of attack |
Area’s mapped out, there’ll be no, Stratego |
Me and my platoon make a boom wherever we go But what are we here for? |
Who’s on the other side of the wall? |
Somebody give the President a call |
But I hear warfare scream through the air |
Back to the battlegrounds, it’s war they declare |
A Desert Storm: let’s see who reigns supreme |
Something like Monopoly: a government scheme |
Go to the Army, be all you can be Another dead soldier? |
Hell no, not me So I start letting off ammunition in every direction |
Allah is my only protection |
But wait a minute, Saddam Hussein prays the same |
and this is Asia, from where I came |
I’m on the wrong side, so change the target |
Shooting at the general; |
and where’s the sergeant? |
Blame it on John Hardy Hawkins for bringing me to America |
Now it’s mass hysteria |
I get a rush when I see blood, dead bodies on the floor |
CASUALTIES OF WAR! |
(4X) |
The war is over, for now at least |
Just because they lost it don’t mean it’s peace |
It’s a long way home, it’s a lot to think about |
Whole generation, left in doubt |
Innocent families killed in the midst |
It’ll be more dead people after this |
So I’m glad to be alive and walkin |
Half of my platoon came home in coffins |
Except the general, buried in the Storm |
in bits and pieces no need to look for em I played it slick and got away with it Rigged it up so they would think they did it Now I’m home on reserves and you can bet |
when THEY call, I’m going AWOL |
Cause it ain’t no way I’m going back to war |
when I don’t know who or what I’m fighting for |
So I wait for terrorists to attack |
Every time a truck backfires I fire back |
I look for shelter when a plane is over me Remember Pearl Harbor? |
New York could be over, G Kamikaze, strapped with bombs |
No peace in the East, they want revenge for Saddam |
Did I hear gunshots, or thunder? |
No time to wonder, somebody’s going under |
Put on my fatigues and my camoflouge |
Take control, cause I’m in charge |
When I snapped out of it, it was blood, dead bodies on the floor |
CASUALTIES OF WAR! |
(4X) |