bars in the trenches
• Written by FK
bars in the trenches yeah this is the real deal,
we hustle for survival yeah theres no time to chill,
cold nights, no lights this is where the struggles feels,
there aint no easy path just scars all on the field,
ive seen my brothers fall they aint makin it to the end,
rest in peace to the real ones, i wish i could mend,
from mum textin hi to could this be your goodbye,
from all the stupid slys that jus multiply,
its already july i mean i was here last november,
we got bombs in the sky and aggressive PKPs,
with all the shit ive said youll defo say "oh please",
all this shit has been lived, i know right what a mess,
had to crawl through the pain now look at my success,
you wishin you was me both effective and heroic,
yet seen too many homies locked up or deseased,
i had to grow fast, there aint no time for peace,
ive taken all my pain and wrote it as a song,
ill rise from the trenches where the real ones belonged,
bars in the trenches where the shadows never sleep,
guns clocked, bombs dropped, man the pain runs deep,
the sirens scream loud now theres tears in our eyes,
i lost too many soldiers to shots and the flames,
got caught in crossfire man this shits all the same,
now theres war in our blood its a never ending game,
when i was little yeah i used to play cod its all the same,
gotta stay sharp every move could be a fraud,
enemies around yeah im looking for my squad,
AK in my hand and im running like a beast,
now look at me bitch im on the biggest killstreak,
bars in trenches yeah you couldnt survive a day,
with all the shit you chat we'll still never be the same,
now im finally free, and all the pains turned to gains,
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FK
Member since December 8 2024