Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck a War

*phone

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

The states military]
The unites wants me for what? hahahaha
[excuse me

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

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

(bushwick bill)

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

x2 (willie d)

I ain't goin' to war for a shit president
fuck fuck a war]

(bushwick bill)

In vietnam a lot of niggas died
P.o.w.'s got
What the fuck do I know a grenade
All I know is the (? ? ? ? ) in my 12
And what if pin gets stuck?
Several more show up
This remind me of a drive-by
More die by accident than on purpose, why?
Cause they don't what they doin'
They see if the 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, stupid
Tellin' them you died in the line of
Or ass is missing in action bro
to be a damn hero
They bring your that duffle bag
The only shit they wanna see is that tag
Hopin' that the worryin' will
And your ass will be in one damn piece
But my mom ain't gotta worry about there
Cause I dyin' in the middle of nowhere
Another statistic, a in a drawer
Man! fuck a war!

x2

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

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