Live From Iraq Lyrics | 4th Avenue Jones

Live From Iraq Song Lyrics
Live From Iraq by 4th Avenue Jones V1
Every days like a gamble here
This is no joke
This is live from iraq
Where were prayin we make it home

True gutter for you fuckers
Think its gutter where you from
Here its life by the second
This is everything wrong

This is not your beef on the block
No its not that simple
Here its more than gunfire
They shootin rockets and missiles

This is up armor kits
And bulletproof windows
We sleep with body armor blankets
And Kevlar pillows

In a country
Where when anybodys talking they lyin
And wherever there is a soldier
There is schrapnel flyin

59 of us april 4th
8 of us dyin
this is your thug turnt punk
this is grown men crying

This is bombs in the street
Blowin up when I drive buyem
Or its rpg's launched at me
This is nothing problems

The true definition of goin hard
No games
This is hundreds of bodies
In the streets when we bang

Chorus
Cause this is live from iraq
Home of too many soldiers graves
Where for our country
We gamble with our lives everyday
And there are no blue skies here
Every colors gray
This is the blood of soldiers of which the streets are now paved
And there is no reimbursement for the price that we pay
While yall home sleep were here constantly getting weighed
And every convoy that rides out
Constantly getting sprayed
But we don't fold hands
The cards we are dealt get played

V2
This is
Nights wit no supper man
Home aint promised man
Long journeys qualified
Hell from a promise land

Dreams feel real but not as real
As tomorrow man
Wish life was like contra
Than life then I could borrow man

No instant replays
No highlights any days
When balls get dropped
You cant challenge the play

This is the wrath of equipment
No refs to stop the clippin
This no timeouts casue father time
Is still ticken, this is yeah

Future in the air
Pain sculpted in stone
Families sheddin tears
Cause they sons aint comin home

This is more than a gamble
And I'll give you the truth
Plenty of lives lost
Over a scandal

Turning more than a cheek
Warm hearts turn cold
Higher people in command
Planning wit no type of goals

This is your own exposed
Media cast and the scoop
Covered over the answers
Cause you cant handle the truth

Chorus
Cause this is live from iraq
Home of too many soldiers graves
Where for our country
We gamble with our lives everyday
And there are no blue skies here
Every colors gray
This is the blood of soldiers of which the streets are now paved
And there is no reimbursement for the price that we pay
While yall home sleep were here constantly getting weighed
And every convoy that rides out
Constantly getting sprayed
But we don't fold hands
The cards we are dealt get played


V3
For some this is the answer
To a whole lot of issues
Sure its politics back home
Here its bullets thru our tissue

This is trying to draw contact
Hopin they miss you
This is one mortar round from
Bein over no continues

This is nothing yall been thru
Yall aint seen shit
And this is not whats on the news
What really happens aint printed

This is your one mistake
Bein everbody elses business
Whether they see their family
Or its funeral home visits

This is 150 degrees
3 months out of the fiscal
250 g's when that ied hits you
this is 60 miles an hour
thru ambush zones
this is dead animals with
explosive devices on em

this is the home of direct fire
where everybodys a target
when you find out some people aint hard
they just talk shit

definitely nothing pretty
this is no picnic
this is trying to hold fire
without burnin your fingers

chorus
Cause this is live from iraq
Home of too many soldiers graves
Where for our country
We gamble with our lives everyday
And there are no blue skies here
Every colors gray
This is the blood of soldiers of which the streets are now paved
And there is no reimbursement for the price that we pay
While yall home sleep were here constantly getting weighed
And every convoy that rides out
Constantly getting sprayed
But we don't fold hands
The cards we are dealt get played