4th25 - Live From Iraq lyrics

[Verse 1] Every days like a gamble here This is no joke This is live from iraq Where were praying we make it home True gutter for you f**ers Think its gutter where you from Here its life by the second This is everything wrong This is not your beef on the block No its not that simple Here its more than gunfire They shooting rockets and missiles This is up armour kits And bulletproof windows We sleep with body armour blankets And Kevlar pillows In a country Where when anybodys talking they lyin And wherever there is a soldier There is schrapnel flyin 59 of us april 4th 8 of us dyin This is your thug turnt punk This is grown men crying This is bombs in the street Blowin up when I drive buyem Or its rpg's launched at me This is nothing problems The true definition of goin hard No games This is hundreds of bodies In the streets when we bang [Chorus] Cause this is live from Iraq Home of too many soldiers graves Where for our country We gamble with our lives everyday And there are no blue skies here Every colors gray This is the blood of soldiers of which the streets are now paved And there is no reimbursement for the price that we pay While yall home sleep were here constantly getting weighed And every convoy that rides out Constantly getting sprayed But we don't fold hands The cards we are dealt get played [Verse 2] This is Nights wit no supper man Home ain't promised man Long journeys qualified Hell from a promise land Dreams feel real but not as real As tomorrow man Wish life was like contra Than life then I could borrow man No instant replays No highlights any days When balls get dropped You can't challenge the play This is the wrath of equipment No refs to stop the clippin This no timeouts casue father time Is still ticken, this is yeah Future in the air Pain sculpted in stone Families sheddin tears Cause they sons ain't comin home This is more than a gamble And I'll give you the truth Plenty of lives lost Over a scandal Turning more than a cheek Warm hearts turn cold Higher people in command Planning wit no type of goals This is your own exposed Media cast and the scoop Covered over the answers Cause you can't handle the truth [Chorus] [Verse 3] For some this is the answer To a whole lot of issues Sure its politics back home Here its bullets thru our tissue This is trying to draw contact Hopin they miss you This is one mortar round from Bein over no continues This is nothing yall been thru Yall ain't seen sh** And this is not whats on the news What really happens ain't printed This is your one mistake Bein everbody elses business Whether they see their family Or its funeral home visits This is 150 degrees 3 months out of the fiscal 250 g's when that ied hits you This is 60 miles an hour Thru ambush zones This is dead animals with Explosive devices on em This is the home of direct fire Where everybodys a target When you find out some people ain't hard They just talk sh** Definitely nothing pretty This is no picnic This is trying to hold fire Without burnin your fingers [Chorus]