Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck a War

*phone

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

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

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

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

(bushwick bill)

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

x2 (willie d)

I ain't to war for a shit talkin' president
[fuck fuck fuck a

(bushwick bill)

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

x2

Your lucky that I the president
Cause push the fuckin' button and get it over wit
all that waitin' and procrastinatin'
And all that negotiatin'
back and fourth overseas
And lunch and brunch with the motherfuckin' enemy
aim one missle at iraq
And that little piece of shit off the map
Yeah, I wouldn't a fuck (? ? ? ? )
Cause I'm tired of payin' high ass gas prices
Only the benefit, it'll be a cold day in hell before I enlist
To eat shit out a can a worm
And wear the same damn uniform
(? ? ? ? ) breakin' on my ass feet
Skin crawlin' I ain't took baths in weeks
Not knowin' if I'm comin' or not
And if I do, I'll probably be shell
I couldn't get a job just a burial
You know how uncle sam it's veterans
Absolutely no
Get a plate in your head, lose a leg, you might get a
Or a star, you can have that shit
fuck a war!

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