It's getting harder and harder,
It's getting harder and harder,
It's getting harder and harder,
The price I payed for being so hard.
It's getting harder and harder, (Yeah,)
It's getting harder and harder, (Uh,)
To find the way, (J-Deuce)
Watch the sky...
I used to get excited,
Uniform got me ignited,
It's like when I decided,
Recruiter had just invited me over
He told me that I was perfect,
Said everyone had a purpose,
But only a few were proud to fight insurgents and I proceded to tell him that these streets will make me a villian, I need to get out of town, Right now, The Sooner the better, So I,
Signed the dotted line,
Partied with some friends of mine,
Had my little going away cos I was out of time,
Time to make my momma proud,
Flying San Diego bound, Touch Down.
Met my drill instructor with his frown brown,
Up down push,
As the weakness leaves the body
Love the pain, Love the training,
Hand to hand was like Karate,
Love my M16, Matter of fact,
That was my first love,
Missed my bourgh by two points,
Man, That was the worst stuff,
Bootcamp cos truth is,
Thirteen weeks will fly by
Graduation, Standing Tall,
Pride was sky high,
But since then.
Yo, I am not narrowly complaining,
I'm staying loyal,
Semper Fi, Do or Die
and I would die for this here soil,
Always staying faithful,
Though was paid for cos they spoiled
Mothers of America Embarassing and
destroying everything that we work for
War after War,
Now it seems like the new motto is
Hardcore no more,
I remember E4
I was laying on the floor
Initation didn't stop until I made it out the door,
The same ones that pitted me were the first to defend me,
They would be the first to protect me from the enemy,
Training didn't bother me,
My sergeant he was proud of me
From that day on I learned the true meaning of Camaraderie,
But now it is all politics,
Hippies and Ecologists,
Safety, stand down, power down,
and I hate all of it.
We kick ass and take names,
till the media kicks in,
I love war in the uniform but
lately It's just been harder and harder
Every day goes by, it gets harder and harder,
Yeah, Dealing with the VA,
Life dark and darker,
No love for our veterans
Respect at our low,
Every question we are asking,
They'll be like I dont know,
Non Profit organizations,
They around to use us up,
Pretending that they care but all the want is more bucks,
The medication, no charge,
Its all free, The side affects are sucidal,
Do they wanna off me?
No one listen when we speak,
We not important anymore,
We were an asset back then,
But thrown away after war,
It's kind of like we ignored,
Life is not like before,
Sick of asking all these questions,
Pretty soon I am kicking doors,
Grabbing on their throuts,
Screaming Loud to me please,
Don't make me an enemy,
I just want a better me,
But it is hard when you don't see or
even listen when we speak,
It's just on its own, Even harder to be free.

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