Fuck A War lyrics

Artist  : Geto Boys 
Song : Fuck A War
 
*phone rings*



[hello, could I speak
with, bushwick bill? ]

Hello, this is
bushwick, motherfucking bill

[yes sir,
I’m 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 what’s up? 

[you need to
contact your nearest recruiting office
immeadiatly

Please]

I see your not
hip to what’s happenin’

I don’t 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, that’s how I feel

Sendin’ a nigga to a dentist to get
killed

Cause two suckas can’t agree on
something

A thousand motherfuckers died for
nothing

You can’t 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 ain’t 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

I’ma shoot
your funky ass bitch

A nigga’ll die for a
broil

But I ain’t fightin’ behind no
gaddamn oil

Against motherfuckas I don’t
know

Yo bush! I ain’t 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 ain’t 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 don’t know what
they doin’

They see if the coast is clear
and they start persuin’

And that’s 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
ain’t gotta worry about that there

Cause
I ain’t dyin’ in the middle of nowhere

Another statistic, a body in a drawer

Man! mother fuck a war!



Chorus
x2



Your lucky that I ain’t the
president

Cause I’ll 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

I’ll aim one missle at iraq

And blow
that little piece of shit off the map

Yeah,
I wouldn’t give a fuck (? ? ? ? )

Cause
I’m tired of payin’ these high ass gas
prices

Only the rich benefit, it’ll 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 ain’t took baths in weeks

Not knowin’ if I’m comin’ home or not

And if I do, I’ll probably be shell
shocked

I couldn’t get a job just a free
burial

You know how uncle sam treat it’s
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