They say it's a war, but what's the end game
The streets stay hot, and the faces stay the same
DEA suits playin' cops and kings
Chasin' small fries, while the big fish swing
Kickin' in doors, bustin' the wrong man
Families cry while they stick to their plan
From crack in the '80s to fentanyl now
They've had forty years, and they're still askin' how
It's a war they can't afford to win
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
Back in the '80s, they let the dope fly
Iran-Contra deals while the ghettos cried
Flooded the hood, then blamed the poor
Locked 'em all up-private prisons want more
Sprayin' fields in Colombia
Left folks to choke
Kerosene cocktails left dreams up in smoke
Said it's justice, but who's the thief
Cartels grow richer; the people find grief
It's a war they can't afford to win
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer, let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
They raid weed shops, where the meds are clean
But let Big Pharma push Oxy machines
Pills kill more than the street-side trade
But the legal pushers? Nah, they're gettin' paid
Bought by the billion, they play both sides
Dirty money flows where the truth subsides
Catch a low-level mule, parade their name
But the king in the castle plays the same old game
Seize their cash, then where does it go
Funding more raids, another poor show
They jail the runners, but the bosses don't fall
It's a cycle of failure-they profit through it all
Addicts die, but the war's still alive
They don't solve a thing; they just survive
Cause if drugs disappeared, their jobs would too
What's a warrior to do when there's no one to pursue
It's a war they can't afford to win,
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer, let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
So here's the truth, raw and bare
The DEA thrives on despair
They're not lookin' to heal, not tryin' to mend
Just keep the cycle goin' till the bitter end
It's a war they can't afford to win
And we're the ones payin' for their sin
Raging Machine - The War They Can't Afford to Win Lyrics
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They say it's a war, but what's the end game
The streets stay hot, and the faces stay the same
DEA suits playin' cops and kings
Chasin' small fries, while the big fish swing
Kickin' in doors, bustin' the wrong man
Families cry while they stick to their plan
From crack in the '80s to fentanyl now
They've had forty years, and they're still askin' how
It's a war they can't afford to win
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
Back in the '80s, they let the dope fly
Iran-Contra deals while the ghettos cried
Flooded the hood, then blamed the poor
Locked 'em all up-private prisons want more
Sprayin' fields in Colombia
Left folks to choke
Kerosene cocktails left dreams up in smoke
Said it's justice, but who's the thief
Cartels grow richer; the people find grief
It's a war they can't afford to win
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer, let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
They raid weed shops, where the meds are clean
But let Big Pharma push Oxy machines
Pills kill more than the street-side trade
But the legal pushers? Nah, they're gettin' paid
Bought by the billion, they play both sides
Dirty money flows where the truth subsides
Catch a low-level mule, parade their name
But the king in the castle plays the same old game
Seize their cash, then where does it go
Funding more raids, another poor show
They jail the runners, but the bosses don't fall
It's a cycle of failure-they profit through it all
Addicts die, but the war's still alive
They don't solve a thing; they just survive
Cause if drugs disappeared, their jobs would too
What's a warrior to do when there's no one to pursue
It's a war they can't afford to win,
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer, let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
So here's the truth, raw and bare
The DEA thrives on despair
They're not lookin' to heal, not tryin' to mend
Just keep the cycle goin' till the bitter end
It's a war they can't afford to win
And we're the ones payin' for their sin
The streets stay hot, and the faces stay the same
DEA suits playin' cops and kings
Chasin' small fries, while the big fish swing
Kickin' in doors, bustin' the wrong man
Families cry while they stick to their plan
From crack in the '80s to fentanyl now
They've had forty years, and they're still askin' how
It's a war they can't afford to win
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
Back in the '80s, they let the dope fly
Iran-Contra deals while the ghettos cried
Flooded the hood, then blamed the poor
Locked 'em all up-private prisons want more
Sprayin' fields in Colombia
Left folks to choke
Kerosene cocktails left dreams up in smoke
Said it's justice, but who's the thief
Cartels grow richer; the people find grief
It's a war they can't afford to win
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer, let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
They raid weed shops, where the meds are clean
But let Big Pharma push Oxy machines
Pills kill more than the street-side trade
But the legal pushers? Nah, they're gettin' paid
Bought by the billion, they play both sides
Dirty money flows where the truth subsides
Catch a low-level mule, parade their name
But the king in the castle plays the same old game
Seize their cash, then where does it go
Funding more raids, another poor show
They jail the runners, but the bosses don't fall
It's a cycle of failure-they profit through it all
Addicts die, but the war's still alive
They don't solve a thing; they just survive
Cause if drugs disappeared, their jobs would too
What's a warrior to do when there's no one to pursue
It's a war they can't afford to win,
Keep the fire burnin' so the cash rolls in
Bust a little dealer, let the kingpins slide
Why fix the system when it pays to hide
So here's the truth, raw and bare
The DEA thrives on despair
They're not lookin' to heal, not tryin' to mend
Just keep the cycle goin' till the bitter end
It's a war they can't afford to win
And we're the ones payin' for their sin
Writer: The Machine
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