Geto Boys -

Fuck A War Lyrics

by Geto Boys



*phone rings*

[hello, could I speak with, bushwick bill? ]
Hello, this is bushwick, motherfucking bill
[yes sir, Im 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 whats up?
[you need to contact your nearest recruiting office immeadiatly
Please]
I see your not hip to whats happenin
I dont give a fuck about you and all that bullshit you stressin
Fuck a war
To explain, let me kick it to you a little something like this:

(bushwick bill)

Motherfuck a war, thats how I feel
Sendin a nigga to a dentist to get killed
Cause two suckas cant agree on something
A thousand motherfuckers died for nothing
You cant pay me to join an army camp
Or any other motherfuckin military branch
Of this united goddman states of this bitch america
Be a soldier, what for?
They puttin niggas on the front line
But when it comes to gettin ahead, they put us way behind
I aint gettin my leg shot off
While bush old ass on t.v. playin golf
But when you come to my house with that draft shit
Ima shoot your funky ass bitch
A niggall die for a broil
But I aint fightin behind no gaddamn oil
Against motherfuckas I dont know
Yo bush! I aint your damn hoe
The enemy is right here g, them foreigners never did shit 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

Chorus x2 (willie d)

I aint goin to war for a shit talkin president
[fuck fuck fuck a war]

(bushwick bill)

In vietnam a lot of niggas died young
P.o.w.s got hung
What the fuck do I know about a grenade
All I know is the (? ? ? ? ) in my 12 gauge
And what if that pin gets stuck?
Several more casualties show up
This shit remind me of a drive-by
More motherfuckers die by accident than on purpose, why?
Cause they dont know what they doin
They see if the coast is clear and they start persuin
And thats when that booby trap springs, boom!
Blow a motherfucker to smithereens
They send a sucker to your folks, lookin stupid
Tellin them you died in the line of duty
Or your ass is missing in action bro
Tryin to be a damn hero
They bring your folks that duffle bag
The only shit they wanna see is that doggy tag
Hopin that the worryin will cease
And your ass will be home in one damn piece
But my mom aint gotta worry about that there
Cause I aint dyin in the middle of nowhere
Another statistic, a body in a drawer
Man! mother fuck a war!

Chorus x2

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

(chorus)x2


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