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点击复制WHO DECIDES WAR (Explicit) - Meek Mill
Lyrics by：Robert Williams/Shaun Cooper/Andrew Decena/Naiem Parker
Composed by：Robert Williams/Shaun Cooper/Andrew Decena/Naiem Parker
You heatin' up Lavish
I was like sixteen when I got my hand
On my chopper they killed my father
So it's war like Israel versus Gaza
Be hard to swallow
When it's bodies on the pages you follow
Seeing war like every day
That f*** gonna make me a monster
I be like who decides war
This is where niggas get murdered
Just from walkin' to the store
You ever really lose a homie
You gotta walk into the morgue
And still be strong with
His mother while
She fallin' on the floor
Knowin' damn well you wanna
Fall out with her
But it's war
Out in Haiti they kill
Ladies and the babies
What it's for
If they show it on the news
They say it's gangs
Tell us more
Tell us why if our people goin'
Crazy tryna die
Make it out the hood
Then go to the army
Need nine lives
Only got like four left
They tried to kill me five times
They gonna laugh if you fail
But if you win it's high fives
And you wonder why I be lookin'
All funny with the side eye
I'm like who decides war
I'm at war with myself
In the mirror like
Are you sure
Selling raw I was takin'
A risk for a Roc Velour
And some brand new forces
It's crazy they locked my door
I'm at war with the system now
'Cause I wanted some clothes
I'm at war with these people now
'Cause I wanted the Rolls
'Cause I wanted my family out the hood
Where they suppose
I want war with everybody that
Say I supposed had to owed
I'm like who decides war
Thinkin' to myself like
Who decide to give
The shooter a bomb
Crush a buildin'
Kill a whole family
Like a group of five
Go back to your family like you good
And then you lose your mind
Who decide
When you all alone
Who decides war
And it's you and God
And you the one gettin' scrutinized
Youngin' sixteen
Ain't even get to do a prom
They buried him in a Dickie
He was scared to wear a suit and tie
Jail cells graveyard
This f*** always do or die
I told my dawg chase his dreams
He like who am I
I seen them yurkies share
The dreams between you and I
All that depression
He didn't even mean
To commit suicide
Who decide who gonna make it out
Or who should die
See a good nigga go broke
And then lose his mind
For trying to have too much
Remorse about who's alive
Who decides war