Fuck A War

*phone rings*

[Hello, could I speak with, Bushwick Bill?]
Hello, this is Bushwick, [bad word] 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 [bad word] about you and all that [bad word] you stressin' [bad word] a war
To explain, let me kick it to you a little something like this:

(Bushwick Bill)
 [bad word] a war, that's how I feel
Sendin' a [bad word] to the desert to get killed
Cause two suckas can't agree on something
thousand [bad word] died for nothing
You can't pay me to join an army camp
Or any other [bad word]  military branch
of this United goddman States of this [bad word] 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 [bad word] on t.v. playin' golf
But when you come to my house with that draft [bad word] I'm a shoot your funky [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] ll die for a brawl
But I ain't fightin' behind no [bad word] oil
Against [bad word] I don't know
Yo Bush! I ain't your [bad word] hoe
The enemy is right here g, them foreigners never did [bad word] 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 [bad word] talkin' president
 [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] a war]

(Bushwick Bill)

In Vietnam a lot of niggas died young
P.O.W.'s got hung
What the [bad word] 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 [bad word] remind me of a drive-by
More [bad word] 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 [bad word] to smithereens
They send a sucker to your folks, lookin' stupid
tellin' them you died in the line of duty
Or your [bad word] is missing in action bro
Tryin' to be a [bad word] hero
They bring your folks that duffle bag
The only [bad word] they wanna see is that doggy tag
Hopin' that the worryin' will cease
And your [bad word] will be home in one [bad word] 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 [bad word] a war!

Chorus x2

Ya'll lucky that I ain't the president
Cause I'll push the [bad word]  button and get it over wit [bad word] all that waitin' and procrastinatin'
And all that [bad word] negotiatin'
Flyin' back and fourth overseas
And havin' lunch and brunch with the [bad word]  enemy
I'll aim one missle at Iraq
And blow that little piece off [bad word] off the map
Yeah, I wouldn't give a [bad word] who it ices
Cause I'm tired of payin' these high [bad word] gas prices
Only the rich benefit, it'll be a cold day in hell before I enlist
To eat [bad word] out a can like a worm
And everyday wear the same [bad word]  uniform
Sores breakin' on my funky [bad word] 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 [bad word] star, you can have that [bad word] Mother [bad word] a war!

(chorus)x2