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[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 the desert 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'm a shoot your funky ass bitch
A nigga'll die for a brawl
But I ain't fightin' behind no goddamn 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 cops and 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 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
Ya'll 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'
[Hola, ¿podría hablar con el, Bushwick Bill?]
Hola, este es Bushwick, puto proyecto de ley
[Sí, señor, voy a llamar para informarle que se han elaborado
en
el ejército de Estados Unidos]
El Estados Unidos me quiere ¿para qué? Jajajaja
[Disculpe señor]
Jajaja
[Bushwick?]
Jajaja, sí sí sí, hey ¿qué pasa?
[Es necesario ponerse en contacto con su oficina de reclutamiento immeadiatly
por favor]
Veo que tu no la cadera a lo que pasa "
No me importa una mierda sobre ti y toda esa mierda que stressin '
Fuck a la guerra
Para explicarlo, me dejó patear a un poco de algo como esto:
(Bushwick Bill)
Motherfuck una guerra, eso es lo que siento
Sendin 'un negro al desierto para morir
Porque dos suckas no están de acuerdo en algo
Un millar de hijos de puta muerto en vano
Usted no me puede pagar para participar en un campamento del ejército
O cualquier otro maldito militar rama
de este Estados Unidos goddman de esta América perra
Ser un soldado, ¿para qué?
Ellos Puttin 'niggas en la línea del frente
Pero cuando se trata de gettin 'por delante, nos ponen muy por detrás de
Que no está poniendo "mi
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Geto boys
Fuck a war
Fuck a war
[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 the desert 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'm a shoot your funky ass bitch
A nigga'll die for a brawl
But I ain't fightin' behind no goddamn 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 cops and 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 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
Ya'll 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'
Geto boys
Fuck a la guerra
Fuck a la guerra
[Hola, ¿podría hablar con el, Bushwick Bill?]
Hola, este es Bushwick, puto proyecto de ley
[Sí, señor, voy a llamar para informarle que se han elaborado
en
el ejército de Estados Unidos]
El Estados Unidos me quiere ¿para qué? Jajajaja
[Disculpe señor]
Jajaja
[Bushwick?]
Jajaja, sí sí sí, hey ¿qué pasa?
[Es necesario ponerse en contacto con su oficina de reclutamiento immeadiatly
por favor]
Veo que tu no la cadera a lo que pasa "
No me importa una mierda sobre ti y toda esa mierda que stressin '
Fuck a la guerra
Para explicarlo, me dejó patear a un poco de algo como esto:
(Bushwick Bill)
Motherfuck una guerra, eso es lo que siento
Sendin 'un negro al desierto para morir
Porque dos suckas no están de acuerdo en algo
Un millar de hijos de puta muerto en vano
Usted no me puede pagar para participar en un campamento del ejército
O cualquier otro maldito militar rama
de este Estados Unidos goddman de esta América perra
Ser un soldado, ¿para qué?
Ellos Puttin 'niggas en la línea del frente
Pero cuando se trata de gettin 'por delante, nos ponen muy por detrás de
Que no está poniendo "mi
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
