Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck a War

*phone

[hello, could I with, bushwick bill? ]
Hello, is bushwick, motherfucking bill
[yes sir, I'm to inform you that you have been drafted

The united states
The unites wants me for what? hahahaha
me sir]

]
Hahaha, yeah yeah, hey what's up?
[you need to contact your nearest recruiting office

I see your not hip to what's
I don't give a fuck about you and all bullshit you stressin'
a war
To explain, let me kick it to you a little something this:

(bushwick bill)

a war, that's how I feel
Sendin' a to a dentist to get killed
Cause two suckas agree on something
A motherfuckers died for nothing
You can't pay me to an army camp
Or any other motherfuckin' branch
Of this united goddman states of this america
Be a soldier, for?
They puttin' niggas on the line
But when it comes to gettin' ahead, they put us way
I gettin' my leg shot off
While bush old ass on t.v. golf
But when you come to my with that draft shit
I'ma shoot funky ass bitch
A die for a broil
But I ain't fightin' behind no oil
Against motherfuckas I know
Yo bush! I your damn hoe
The enemy is right here g, foreigners never did shit me
All of wasted lives
And only one or two get
But good is a medal when your dead? tell uncle sam I said

x2 (willie d)

I goin' to war for a shit talkin' president
fuck fuck a war]

(bushwick bill)

In vietnam a lot of niggas young
P.o.w.'s got
What the fuck do I know about a
All I is the (? ? ? ? ) in my 12 gauge
And what if that pin stuck?
Several more show up
This shit me of a drive-by
More die by accident than on purpose, why?
Cause they don't know they doin'
They see if the coast is and they start persuin'
And that's when that trap springs, boom!
Blow a motherfucker to
They send a sucker to folks, lookin' stupid
Tellin' you died in the line of duty
Or your ass is missing in bro
Tryin' to be a hero
They your folks that duffle bag
The only shit they wanna see is doggy tag
Hopin' that the will cease
And your ass be home in one damn piece
But my mom ain't worry about that there
Cause I dyin' in the middle of nowhere
Another statistic, a in a drawer
Man! mother a war!

x2

Your lucky I ain't the president
Cause I'll push the fuckin' button and get it wit
Fuck all that waitin' and
And all goddamn negotiatin'
back and fourth overseas
And havin' lunch and brunch with the motherfuckin'
I'll aim one missle at
And blow that little of shit off the map
Yeah, I give a fuck (? ? ? ? )
Cause I'm tired of payin' these ass gas prices
Only the rich benefit, be a cold day in hell before I enlist
To eat out a can like a worm
And wear the same damn uniform
(? ? ? ? ) breakin' on my ass feet
Skin cause I ain't took baths in weeks
Not knowin' if I'm home or not
And if I do, I'll be shell shocked
I couldn't get a job just a free
You know how sam treat it's veterans
no respect
Get a plate in your head, lose a leg, you get a check
Or a gaddamn star, you can that shit
Mother a war!

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