Candid Soldier

Threyev · 06-18-2009, 04:32 PM

Sound of machine-guns piercing the eardrum
The fears pump, tears numb, write a letter "Dear mum
It's hell here, and it doesn't seem like the end's near
Some men cheer, but I can't use my armor to defend fear
We just be sitting low sipping slow wishing fo a different role
Mom, if I don't come back home, make sure my sister knows
That I love her, and that in my life ain't nothing above her
I hope to see you see soon, for now keep one foot in front of the other"

I got hit in the leg today, so I'm in a field hospital
An end to all the death around me doesn't feel possible
The motto was Be a man and many died trying
The pilots are high flying, but their engines ain't louder than my crying
Countless corpses flooding the battlefield
All this got me wishing that I somehow had a shield
Everybody feels wired, since the war's beginning
Since the first shot was fired, the whole world's been spinning
I might end up killing the kid I once played ball with next door
War's only lead to destruction, why did everyone forget for?
It feels like all these politicians only wanna set scores
Everything's black and white to them like a chess board
I wish I could return to simpler times, thinking back mad far
When I used to just play war with my friends in the backyard
Then when night fell we lied on the grass, staring at the stars
Infinite potential, even though we knew going there and back was hard
I might just be set, if life could reset
But instead I'm stuck in this endless cycle of death
Soldiers out there right now, impatient for their needs to come
Knowing they could die any second doesn't make it any easier
The smoke so deep, they can't see their own feet
They ain't go sleep for untold weeks
They got colorless eyes, and they got dirty faces
The battlefield reeks of death takes the mind to murky places
Grenades keep on flying innocent people dying
All for what cause? Politicians' frequent lying
We were trained to think that we ain't people, we ain't grown up aging men
Fuck manhood, I won't see home a day again
It motivates the pen, to write I guess I'm fitting the trend
This whole war has been hell, from beginning to end
We can't let go, at least the head said so
This whole thing's repetitive like techno
Shoot,duck,shoot,duck, hope for a glimmer of luck
It's a mobile graveyard and once you're in it your stuck
What can I do to forget? War's music is set
Everyday another interlude called a nuclear threat
The rain's no longer wet, and the water is land
Stones tuned to sand, isn't it all just so grand
Corpses flooding the floor, broke down doors
Now who's trying to say that they're ready for war?

DXavier23 · 06-18-2009, 06:17 PM

Sound of machine-guns piercing the eardrum
The fears pump, tears numb, write a letter "Dear mum
It's hell here, and it doesn't seem like the end's near
Some men cheer, but I can't use my armor to defend fear
We just be sitting low sipping slow wishing fo a different role
Mom, if I don't come back home, make sure my sister knows
That I love her, and that in my life ain't nothing above her
I hope to see you see soon, for now keep one foot in front of the other"

The motto was Be a man and many died trying
The pilots are high flying, but their engines ain't louder than my crying
Countless corpses flooding the battlefield
All this got me wishing that I somehow had a shield
Everybody feels wired, since the war's beginning
Since the first shot was fired, the whole world's been spinning

It feels like all these politicians only wanna set scores
Everything's black and white to them like a chess board

What can I do to forget? War's music is set
Everyday another interlude called a nuclear threat

Now who's trying to say that they're ready for war?

-Really liked the lines I posted. The intro was phenomenal, pretty much flawless. It definitely started to get repetitive towards the end but the ending was good.

Very good work my man

Komplex · 06-18-2009, 06:35 PM

It's hell here, and it doesn't seem like the end's near
Some men cheer, but I can't use my armor to defend fear

The motto was Be a man and many died trying
The pilots are high flying, but their engines ain't louder than my crying
Countless corpses flooding the battlefield
All this got me wishing that I somehow had a shield

It feels like all these politicians only wanna set scores
Everything's black and white to them like a chess board

Ill topical fam. the imagery was great and i could tell u was tryna put some emotion into the lyrics. you also managed to pull off some clever multies and metaphors. great drop.

Threyev · 06-19-2009, 12:15 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by DXavier23

It definitely started to get repetitive towards the end

i was worried about this. i'm definitely gonna chop it up some. the whole time i was writing it i kept thinking of that gza lyric and tried to keep it from getting too wordy.

upping for feed.

Blizzy · 06-19-2009, 08:40 PM

Damn, khoop I seen some of you're drops in the freestyle thread and you're ILL, this drop was deep. A good subject and you told the story well for most part. Multi's and flow I thought were tight to....good shit....stay up

Threyev · 06-20-2009, 02:12 AM

^^good looks on the feed.

Kidss · 06-21-2009, 10:03 PM

good lookin dude

06-18-2009, 04:32 PM	#1
Threyev Join Date: May 2006 Location: The Bronx Posts: 553 Repped: 82 Repped 46 Times in 29 Posts Neg Reps: 3 Neg Repped at 5 Times in 5 Posts	Candid Soldier Candid Soldier Sound of machine-guns piercing the eardrum The fears pump, tears numb, write a letter "Dear mum It's hell here, and it doesn't seem like the end's near Some men cheer, but I can't use my armor to defend fear We just be sitting low sipping slow wishing fo a different role Mom, if I don't come back home, make sure my sister knows That I love her, and that in my life ain't nothing above her I hope to see you see soon, for now keep one foot in front of the other" I got hit in the leg today, so I'm in a field hospital An end to all the death around me doesn't feel possible The motto was Be a man and many died trying The pilots are high flying, but their engines ain't louder than my crying Countless corpses flooding the battlefield All this got me wishing that I somehow had a shield Everybody feels wired, since the war's beginning Since the first shot was fired, the whole world's been spinning I might end up killing the kid I once played ball with next door War's only lead to destruction, why did everyone forget for? It feels like all these politicians only wanna set scores Everything's black and white to them like a chess board I wish I could return to simpler times, thinking back mad far When I used to just play war with my friends in the backyard Then when night fell we lied on the grass, staring at the stars Infinite potential, even though we knew going there and back was hard I might just be set, if life could reset But instead I'm stuck in this endless cycle of death Soldiers out there right now, impatient for their needs to come Knowing they could die any second doesn't make it any easier The smoke so deep, they can't see their own feet They ain't go sleep for untold weeks They got colorless eyes, and they got dirty faces The battlefield reeks of death takes the mind to murky places Grenades keep on flying innocent people dying All for what cause? Politicians' frequent lying We were trained to think that we ain't people, we ain't grown up aging men Fuck manhood, I won't see home a day again It motivates the pen, to write I guess I'm fitting the trend This whole war has been hell, from beginning to end We can't let go, at least the head said so This whole thing's repetitive like techno Shoot,duck,shoot,duck, hope for a glimmer of luck It's a mobile graveyard and once you're in it your stuck What can I do to forget? War's music is set Everyday another interlude called a nuclear threat The rain's no longer wet, and the water is land Stones tuned to sand, isn't it all just so grand Corpses flooding the floor, broke down doors Now who's trying to say that they're ready for war?

06-18-2009, 06:17 PM	#2
DXavier23 ----------DX------------- Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: NYC Posts: 1,759 Repped: 192 Repped 1,677 Times in 142 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 10 Times in 1 Post	Sound of machine-guns piercing the eardrum The fears pump, tears numb, write a letter "Dear mum It's hell here, and it doesn't seem like the end's near Some men cheer, but I can't use my armor to defend fear We just be sitting low sipping slow wishing fo a different role Mom, if I don't come back home, make sure my sister knows That I love her, and that in my life ain't nothing above her I hope to see you see soon, for now keep one foot in front of the other" The motto was Be a man and many died trying The pilots are high flying, but their engines ain't louder than my crying Countless corpses flooding the battlefield All this got me wishing that I somehow had a shield Everybody feels wired, since the war's beginning Since the first shot was fired, the whole world's been spinning It feels like all these politicians only wanna set scores Everything's black and white to them like a chess board What can I do to forget? War's music is set Everyday another interlude called a nuclear threat Now who's trying to say that they're ready for war? -Really liked the lines I posted. The intro was phenomenal, pretty much flawless. It definitely started to get repetitive towards the end but the ending was good. Very good work my man __________________ So save me your sorrys I'm raisin a Army Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley We sparkin da irons marchin to Zion You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in

06-18-2009, 06:35 PM	#3
Komplex Poetic Swagger Join Date: Sep 2006 Posts: 1,164 Repped: 117 Repped 99 Times in 50 Posts Neg Reps: 0 Neg Repped at 2 Times in 2 Posts	It's hell here, and it doesn't seem like the end's near Some men cheer, but I can't use my armor to defend fear The motto was Be a man and many died trying The pilots are high flying, but their engines ain't louder than my crying Countless corpses flooding the battlefield All this got me wishing that I somehow had a shield It feels like all these politicians only wanna set scores Everything's black and white to them like a chess board Ill topical fam. the imagery was great and i could tell u was tryna put some emotion into the lyrics. you also managed to pull off some clever multies and metaphors. great drop. __________________ "Set up to be a loser but was made to be a winner If they paint Hip Hop I bet my face be in the picture If they wrote a Rap Bible bet my name be in the scriptures If shorty say I'm her Idol, bet her face be in my zipper"-Joell Ortiz

06-19-2009, 08:40 PM	#5
Blizzy Wordsmith Join Date: May 2008 Location: In Battlefield's Posts: 3,338 Repped: 680 Repped 343 Times in 156 Posts Neg Reps: 24 Neg Repped at 25 Times in 24 Posts	Damn, khoop I seen some of you're drops in the freestyle thread and you're ILL, this drop was deep. A good subject and you told the story well for most part. Multi's and flow I thought were tight to....good shit....stay up __________________ MY MUSIC CHECK IT OUT myspace.com/ttpbloodshot

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06-20-2009, 02:12 AM	#6
Threyev Join Date: May 2006 Location: The Bronx Posts: 553 Repped: 82 Repped 46 Times in 29 Posts Neg Reps: 3 Neg Repped at 5 Times in 5 Posts	^^good looks on the feed.

06-21-2009, 10:03 PM	#7
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