Casualties of War

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Black Baethoven & Jimmy G

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Do you have any idea how Mozart died
Mozart? Nah
You don’t
Nah, not really
Mozart worked so hard on his music
Yeah
That it literally killed him
Aw, that’s crazy
Did you hear what I just said
That’s crazy, my nigga
Black Baethoven
This motherfucker worked so hard on his music
That it sent him to the grave
You know what I gotta say about that
I'm a slave to the music, got Mozart's spirit living within me
Too bad there's no more heart in the city
We living sadiddy, what a shame
We sacrifice humility for the sake of fame, what a tragedy
Our people bound in shackles again
Casualties of these war games, shooting up knowledge just to dwell in pain
But the politicians keep taking aim, at the people who aint got nothing
But promethazine up in the brain, I'm going insane with no health-care
And the music is my only welfare, the music is my only welfare
They say life aint fair, that's why I pay the price twice a year
Double down in a leap year, I will never show my fear
Or freeze up like scared deer, I'm Semper Fi and I will ride for my team
Til the day I die on the scene, bury me in a suit, clean
With blunts rolled with fresh green, and remember me
And remember y'all can't copy me, I'm too unique
I'm Robin Hood on the beat
They rob our hoods to make our future weak
And when we spit the truth, they wanna chop down our money tree
Just another soldier with a heavy boulder on his shoulder
So if I die today, you can bury me in the ocean
Ready for war? Or you just going thru the motions
Hope you prepared, cuz every battle has a casualty
This aint a game, my nigga, this is my reality
Don’t get caught slipping nigga
Or my niggas will have to pull that trigger
Don’t get caught slipping nigga
Nah, or my soldiers will have to pull that trigger
Casualties of war
It’s been a minute since I’ve been in this position
A place where I feel safe, cuz they value my disposition
I hardly wear my glasses, cuz they fogging up the vision
And my hazels are unable to see truth as it was given
Now surely it was written, and truly it was told
You can hear it from the reverends and the legends of the old
They talk about the purity of body and the soul
But they never wanna talk about the bodies that they stole
So if I die, Ima go out like I’m Wolfgang Amadeus
Aint got time for the negative or naysayers
Booted up, heavy metal got an arsenal
Chopper that’ll leave you bleeding red like the cardinals
Bitch I’m territorial, my temperament is marginal
Life is bout the principles, read between the articles
Ready or not, ready to blow like C4
Cuz one day I might be another casualty of war
So if I die today, you can bury me in the ocean
Ready for war? Or you just going thru the motions
Hope you prepared, cuz every battle has a casualty
This aint a game, my nigga, this is my reality
Don’t get caught slipping nigga
Or my niggas will have to pull that trigger
Don’t get caught slipping nigga
Nah, or my soldiers will have to pull that trigger
Casualties of war, my nigga
Yeah, YnA ENT, LFP
We bout to live forever
Past, present, future
Through our words and our songs
Remember us
Truly the beginning of something new
And if we gotta die for it, then let it be known
We’ll ride for it
We out

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