Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck a War

*phone

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

The united states
The unites states wants me for what?
[excuse me

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

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

(bushwick bill)

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

x2 (willie d)

I ain't 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 about a grenade
All I is the (? ? ? ? ) in my 12 gauge
And what if that pin gets
more casualties show up
This shit me of a drive-by
More motherfuckers die by than on purpose, why?
Cause they don't what they doin'
see if the coast is clear and they start persuin'
And that's when that booby springs, boom!
Blow a to smithereens
They send a sucker to your folks, lookin'
Tellin' them you died in the line of
Or ass is missing in action bro
to be a damn hero
They bring folks that duffle bag
The only shit they wanna see is that tag
Hopin' the worryin' will cease
And ass will be home in one damn piece
But my mom ain't worry about that there
Cause I ain't in the middle of nowhere
statistic, a body in a drawer
Man! fuck a war!

x2

Your that I ain't the president
Cause I'll push the fuckin' and get it over wit
Fuck all that waitin' and
And all that goddamn
back and fourth overseas
And havin' lunch and brunch with the motherfuckin'
I'll aim one at iraq
And blow that little piece of off the map
Yeah, I wouldn't give a (? ? ? ? )
Cause I'm tired of payin' these high ass gas
Only the rich benefit, it'll be a cold day in hell before I
To eat shit out a can like a
And everyday the same damn uniform
(? ? ? ? ) breakin' on my funky ass
crawlin' cause I ain't took baths in weeks
Not knowin' if I'm comin' or not
And if I do, I'll be shell shocked
I couldn't get a job a free burial
You how uncle sam treat it's veterans
Absolutely no
Get a in your head, lose a leg, you might get a check
Or a gaddamn star, you can that shit
Mother a war!

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