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Geto Boys - Fuck A War
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*phone rings* [hello, could I speak with, bushwick bill? ] Hello, this is bushwick, motherfucking bill [yes sir, Im calling to inform you that you have been drafted Into The united states military] The unites states wants me for what? hahahaha [excuse me sir] Hahaha [bushwick? ] Hahaha, yeah yeah yeah, hey whats up? [you need to contact your nearest recruiting office immeadiatly Please] I see your not hip to whats happenin I dont give a fuck about you and all that bullshit you stressin Fuck a war To explain, let me kick it to you a little something like this: (bushwick bill) Motherfuck a war, thats how I feel Sendin a nigga to a dentist to get killed Cause two suckas cant agree on something A thousand motherfuckers died for nothing You cant pay me to join an army camp Or any other motherfuckin military branch Of this united goddman states of this bitch america Be a soldier, what for? They puttin niggas on the front line But when it comes to gettin ahead, they put us way behind I aint gettin my leg shot off While bush old ass on t.v. playin golf But when you come to my house with that draft shit Ima shoot your funky ass bitch A niggall die for a broil But I aint fightin behind no gaddamn oil Against motherfuckas I dont know Yo bush! I aint your damn hoe The enemy is right here g, them foreigners never did shit me All of those wasted lives And only one or two get recognized But what good is a medal when your dead? tell uncle sam I said Chorus x2 (willie d) I aint goin to war for a shit talkin president [fuck fuck fuck a war] (bushwick bill) In vietnam a lot of niggas died young P.o.w.s got hung What the fuck do I know about a grenade All I know is the (? ? ? ? ) in my 12 gauge And what if that pin gets stuck? Several more casualties show up This shit remind me of a drive-by More motherfuckers die by accident than on purpose, why? Cause they dont know what they doin They see if the coast is clear and they start persuin And thats when that booby trap springs, boom! Blow a motherfucker to smithereens They send a sucker to your folks, lookin stupid Tellin them you died in the line of duty Or your ass is missing in action bro Tryin to be a damn hero They bring your folks that duffle bag The only shit they wanna see is that doggy tag Hopin that the worryin will cease And your ass will be home in one damn piece But my mom aint gotta worry about that there Cause I aint dyin in the middle of nowhere Another statistic, a body in a drawer Man! mother fuck a war! Chorus x2 Your lucky that I aint the president Cause Ill push the fuckin button and get it over wit Fuck all that waitin and procrastinatin And all that goddamn negotiatin Flyin back and fourth overseas And havin lunch and brunch with the motherfuckin enemy Ill aim one missle at iraq And blow that little piece of shit off the map Yeah, I wouldnt give a fuck (? ? ? ? ) Cause Im tired of payin these high ass gas prices Only the rich benefit, itll be a cold day in hell before I enlist To eat shit out a can like a worm And everyday wear the same damn uniform (? ? ? ? ) breakin on my funky ass feet Skin crawlin cause I aint took baths in weeks Not knowin if Im comin home or not And if I do, Ill probably be shell shocked I couldnt get a job just a free burial You know how uncle sam treat its veterans Absolutely no respect Get a plate in your head, lose a leg, you might get a check Or a gaddamn star, you can have that shit Mother fuck a war! (chorus)x2
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