Fuck A War (исполнитель: Geto Boys)
*phone rings* [Hello, could I speak with, Bushwick Bill?] Hello, this is Bushwick, [bad word] Bill [Yes sir, I'm 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 what's up? [You need to contact your nearest [bad word] office immeadiatly please] I see your not hip to what's happenin' I don't give a [bad word] about you and all that [bad word] you stressin' [bad word] a war To explain, let me kick it to you a little something like this: (Bushwick Bill) [bad word] a war, that's how I feel Sendin' a [bad word] to the desert to get killed Cause two suckas can't agree on something thousand [bad word] died for nothing You can't pay me to join an army camp Or any other [bad word] military branch of this United goddman States of this [bad word] America Be a soldier, what for? They puttin' niggas on the front line But when [bad word] to gettin' ahead, they put us way behind I ain't gettin' my leg shot off While Bush old [bad word] on t.v. playin' golf But when [bad word] to my house with that draft [bad word] I'm a shoot your funky [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] ll die for a brawl But I ain't fightin' behind no [bad word] oil Against [bad word] I don't know Yo Bush! I ain't your [bad word] hoe The enemy is right here g, them foreigners never did [bad word] 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 [bad word] x2 (Willie D) I ain't goin' to war for a [bad word] talkin' president [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] a war] (Bushwick Bill) In Vietnam a lot of niggas died young P.O.W.'s got hung What the [bad word] do I know about a grenade All I know is the cops and my 12 gauge And what if that pin gets stuck? Several more casualties show up This [bad word] remind me of a drive-by More [bad word] die by accident than on purpose, why? Cause they don't know what they doin' They see the coast is clear and they start persuin' And that's when that booby trap springs, BOOM! Blow a [bad word] to smithereens They send a sucker to your folks, lookin' stupid tellin' them you died in the line of duty Or your [bad word] is missing in action bro Tryin' to be a [bad word] hero They bring your folks that duffle bag The only [bad word] they wanna see is that doggy tag Hopin' that the worryin' will cease And your [bad word] will be home in one [bad word] piece But my mom ain't gotta worry about that there Cause I ain't dyin' in the middle of nowhere Another statistic, a body in a drawer Man! mother [bad word] a war! [bad word] x2 Ya'll lucky that I ain't the president Cause I'll push the [bad word] button and get it over wit [bad word] all that waitin' and procrastinatin' And all that [bad word] negotiatin' Flyin' back and fourth overseas And havin' lunch and [bad word] with the [bad word] enemy I'll aim one missle at Iraq And blow that little piece off [bad word] off the map Yeah, I wouldn't give a [bad word] who it ices Cause I'm tired of payin' these high [bad word] gas prices Only the rich benefit, it'll be a cold day in [bad word] before I enlist To eat [bad word] out a can like a worm And everyday wear the same [bad word] uniform Sores breakin' on my funky [bad word] feet Skin crawlin' cause I ain't took baths in weeks Not knowin' if [bad word] home or not And if I do, I'll probably be shell shocked I couldn't get a job just a free burial You know how Uncle Sam treat it's veterans Absolutely no respect Get a plate in your head, lose a leg, you might get a check Or a [bad word] star, you can have that [bad word] Mother [bad word] a war! [bad word] x2