Crossfire (feat. Breana Marin) Video (MV)

I grew up to the sound of bullets whizzing by
Tear drops dripping down mama please don't cry

How can 2 wrongs make anything right?
How do we not have electricity at night?
How do we have warplanes polluting our skies?

Deluded with the illusion that your religion is right

I grew up to the sounds of bullets ricocheting
I hear planes but they're not commercial man - unloading missiles?
Who the f*ck sanctioned this?

Egotistical presidents absorbed with bullshit
I'm tired of the value we placing on these lives
It's time we take back what's rightfully ours

Let's fly home
Let's fly back home tonight
And get caught up in your crossfire

I'm caught up in your crossfire
And the guns are blazed guns are blazed from all directions
When there was nowhere to run nowhere to turn
You had me
But you shot me down
I'm caught up in your crossfire

My hometown is riddled with bullets
I'm not kidding like bullet holes in buildings
Murals of ammunition so precisely positioned
Picture '06 our runway was just hit
Next on their list was the power station
Like hours and hours later we were having dark conversations

I grew up to the sounds of bullets falling down
Praying that my friends were nowhere around
You'd try to call but the network is dead praying that your family still lives

We all make mistakes we're only human

I'll be back to see you

I'm caught up in your crossfire
And the guns are blazed guns are blazed from all directions
When there was nowhere to run nowhere to turn
You had me
But you shot me down
I'm caught up in your crossfire

Mama you was right mama I was wrong
I'll be back home
Mama you was right mama I was wrong I'll be back home soon
Just tell me when you need me there
I'll be back to see you again

I'm caught up in your crossfire
And the guns are blazed guns are blazed from all directions
When there was nowhere to run nowhere to turn
You had me
But you shot me down
I'm caught up in your crossfire