Drug Wars (Extended Mix) chords by Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five
Verse 1
D
Jazz!
Let me drop the science right now.
Planet
Earth gave birth to a world of war
Where the battlefield won't
yield for your front door
It's on your block and your
neighborhood makes more casualty
Than any bomb could cause
when they blow up
The price go up, yo, hold up, slower,
put the dough up, and grow up, get tore up
Doped up, coked up, smacked up, based up,
you're found on the ground, lay your face up
Four, everything goes, no remorse, bad boss,
feel, cheat, lie, and then of course, you kill
Murder, manslaughter, then you kill again, mother,
father, sister, brother, best friend
Boyfriend, girlfriend, his or her friend,
will it ever end?
You never know
When you wanna come tumbling down,
you smile and turn to a frown
Six feet underground, hell bound,
now take a look around, it's killing more and more
The world is a wreck.
It's the effects of the drug war.
Dealers go into battle.
Users are herded like cattle.
Tired eyes are blood -red.
You line them up,
shoot them up half -dead.
The ton of fig in the rocks are little.
Families are caught in the middle.
It's all about money and
God we trust.
But yet another neighborhood bits
the dust from the drug war
The mafia, captains, dealers, lieutenants
When you wage a war on drugs,
we're all in it
Break all barriers,
go where you wanna go
Don't need to keep in the door,
you got kilos
Open it, then dope in it, make a payoff,
nice
Just a piece for the police,
they'll stay off
Your back sell crack like
a trooper or a soldier
Buy gold, women and cars like I told ya
People live and die, could you say so?
Shoot, mold a man's future
like he's play -doh
Richer than chocolate, kickin' like
Kato
Laughin' at commercials,
sayin' just say no
How could you tell him say
no to drugs?
Politicians are down with the mob,
now who's the real thugs?
But who are the real thugs?
You don't know?
Well, give me all your drugs
It's killin' you, boy,
and it's killin' me
Pushes are movin' in, heavy artillery
You just abuse and accuse,
then choose me
Cops have pistols,
D -Lops have
Uzi's
Rehab,
M -I -A -P -O -W
Don't mean to bust your bubble,
I'ma trouble
you
Free face, and your face like nerve gas
You better move fast,
cause I'm kickin' ass to jump for
All out war, a struggle within a struggle
A new leader could rise from the rebel
Same old story, he's shined with glory
He's a narcotic reign of terror
on his territory
Friends and users,
lovers and nymphos
Enemies agree to give the police info
Bold as tabellies, fat,
the whole nine -yard log
For two or three years,
now he's behind bars
Twenty -five's a life in prison
A new drug law to be risen
But the police watch you, watch him
Two -year sting operation,
now they got him busted
Videotaped you since last year
Now you're making more
money than a cashier
You're so rich nobody can trust you
If your friends don't kill you,
the cops'll bust you
It's a drug war
It's a civil war that's fought inside you
Drugs get inside your mind, tell lies to you
It's not
World
War I or
II
Don't make you do things
that you would never
do
It's not
Korea or
Vietnam
It's killing more people
than an atom bomb
D
D
It's dropped upon us to break all laws
Let's face it, the government
is losing the drug wars
D
Now here's reality
Anytime if you could walk out your door
living in the ghetto and walk one block in any
D
direction and buy drugs but don't
D
see a cop you got a problem
D
D
Thank you.
Drug Wars (Extended Mix)
Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five
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