Damion Jones - Battlefield Lyrics

We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
See It’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still at war. Ok
See it’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still at war. Ok
See it’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still. Ok
See it’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still at war.

Lil Johnny, he don't wanna go to war, he said he scared for his life, and what he fighting for? And he ain't never learn shit so, what he writing for. And they ain't like him before the army, so will they like him more, if he went to battle? Shit, see was just in his mother's arms playing with a baby rattle. And now he in the trenches, see his buddy's skull shattered, if its infantry or chemistry, it really don't matter, with the same mind frames, when the bullets fly, we scatter, my Kevlar stops chatter. See my rupsack is heavy. But my Alice pack is ready. Or L.B.E. and MRE keep a nigga steady, and whatever the cause, and I’ll never fold up, I load up, get ready for all, and 5.56 will bounce before it fall. And sometimes you gotta walk before you crawl.

We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
See It’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still at war. Ok
See it’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still at war. Ok

Imagine seeing ya baby just laying dead in the streets. When he was just going to the store to get him something to eat. Or imagine your baby signing up for the Navy, just to get on a ship, then it get hit by a torpedo then it sinks! Damn! “I had to call them home” that’s what God will say, But in reality it ain’t no coming home for the holidays. The GPS know where I stay and my momma stay. It aint no hiding from them when you sharing your whereabouts. So protecting  my fam the only thing that I care about. It’s a not a four on four but we can damn sure air it out. Cause in the battlefield you’ll get killed for a small amount. So keep ya head on a swivel and a bible in ya pocket. Ya hand on a pistol, make sure you already cocked it. Cause when you make a move, only do it for a profit. Or your fam will be wearing black like they gothic. Cause when death comes Dawg, it ain’t no way to stop it!

We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
We at war
See It’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still at war. Ok
See it’s a physical war, a spiritual war and mental, but we still at war. Ok

We at war
(Yeah)
We at war
(Yeah)
We at war