History Of Violence Belly

[Intro]
Middle east
Lets go
Chyeaaa
Got a lot of shit on my chest
Lot of weight on my shoulders
Too much shit on my mind
I gotta let it out
My people need me
(Haaaaaaah), look we

[Verse 1]
Ain't a fool, I was born on a war torn corner
Jeneen, Falasteen, full of steam where the bombs stormed on us
Tried to escape but they never fore warned us
Wed end up with the weight of the whole world on us
Whats the difference between peace and war
You can make war from peace, but not peace from war
Maan, why you think they teach us for, what the speech is for
Can’t nobody fuckin speak no more
Maan, im getting to the point I can't breathe no more
Cause all I ever breathe is disease of war
Young soldiers die before there seeds are born
It go back and forth like somebodys keepin score
In the final they need somebody else- No
We all know they do mean help is close
I want peace, I guess that makes me a dreamer
This is for the victims of the Middle East and Katrina, yeea