Geto Boys Fuck A War Lyrics

Fuck A War Lyrics

*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