Lutan Fyah - Phantom War

No reason to live, you give us no hope, no chance now, no privilege
That merry go round you have us feeling like a gig, and oh you no rap you go kill
I hear sirens and I saw navy blue, dem soldiers come down in a camouflage and some big black boot
Hood boys roll out in a dem garrison troop, who no get back some dem get bruised
Oh yes they fight in a phantom war, I see the city full of crime and violence
Dem high society no care, dem cause us to fail