“Warzone” is a raw, gut-punch rap about the brutal truth of modern warfare — not the glamorized version, but the real blood, trauma, and mental fallout soldiers face. It's a lyrical war cry from the trenches of PTSD, brotherhood, and betrayal. There’s no heroism here — just survival. This track is for the ones who came back different, and for those who never came back at all.
🎖️ This is not a song. It’s a warning.
Lyrics:
Yeah... This ain't no movie sht This that real-life, fcked-up frontline Where your soul gets chewed up Listen close...
Woke up to bombs — fckin' sky on fire Shrapnel flyin', heart beatin' like a wire Dust in my lungs, blood crusted on my face Ain’t no fckin’ glory, just bodies in place
Fck sleep — I ain’t had that in weeks Homies dyin’ left and right, sht’s too deep Had a boy get popped, tryin’ to take a piss Now his mama get a flag and a cold-ass list
This ain't no goddmn game, it’s a trap They send us out with lies, then never got our backs Fcked up orders, leaders don’t give a sh*t While we kill kids with a drone and say it's legit
This is a warzone, f*ckin’ blood in the rain Every day's a fight just to not go insane Marchin' through hell with a rifle and pain They made monsters and threw us in the flame
This is a warzone, not a godd*mn fight It's PTSD with a scope and a light I’m prayin’ I live, but I’m ready to blow 'Cause once you’re in war, you don’t get home...
Nightmares ain’t dreams, they’re f*ckin’ real See my brother’s head split, can't un-feel Had to zip the bag, had to wipe the mess Then load my mag with rage in my chest
Told us we heroes — that’s fckin' fake We’re numbers to them, just sht they take Left me with pills and a mind that’s cracked And a heart that’s black with the soul pulled back
You want the truth? War ain’t brave, it’s broke It’s holdin’ your friend while he drowns in smoke It’s watchin’ a child with a bomb in his vest And choosin’ to shoot ‘fore he lays you to rest
This is a warzone, f*ckin’ blood in the rain Every day's a fight just to not go insane Marchin' through hell with a rifle and pain They made monsters and threw us in the flame
This is a warzone, not a godd*mn fight It's PTSD with a scope and a light I’m prayin’ I live, but I’m ready to blow 'Cause once you’re in war, you don’t get home...
They say, “Thanks for your service,” but they don’t see sh*t The war ain’t over just ‘cause we quit Still hear the screams when I try to sleep Still taste the gunpowder buried too deep
I ain’t no hero, I’m just what’s left Of a man they fcked over and sold to death This war lives on in my fcked-up mind And the peace they promised? That sh*t’s hard to find.
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