Pitbull, Amanda Diva - Amanda Diva Skit lyrics

These words are written in blood
On red and white lines
Rhymes to the beat of a war drum that cries
Like mothers whose sons were sent to fight
And widows whose spouses souls are all
That keep them warm at night
Underneath spacious skies where stars
Look more like bulletholes
And the haze of the clouds more like shrouds
I swear I smell gunsmoke
When I inhale too deep
Cause cheap lies have caused the
Loss of priceless lives
Bush is duckin the truth while the
Few and the proud dodge landmines
Niggas is doin time for gettin
Caught with a dime
But he will never be indicted for
His crimes against this nation
Impatient with waiting it's time
We fall in line
And STOP, falling for the lies
The war ain't only in Iraq
It's time we fight back
For control of our minds