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DaDurrty hat recht, von lyrischen: Kool G Rap, Rakim z.B.
dei ekn ich nicht
kannst du da n beispiel lied als typisch lyrisch von einem nennen?'
Call me Thorburn, John H., Staff Sergeant, Marksman
Skill in killing, illing, I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant, rape and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US military guerrillas
This ain't no real war. Vietnam?
Shit, World War II, that's a war
This is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, gambling and boozing, all this shit is amusing
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being
Special OP, Huey chopper gun shit, run shit
gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill shit.
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute.
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it, get it.
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing
I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it,
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying.
It's heating up, a hundred degrees
The enemy's the North Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told "be at ease"
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees
Tail rotor broke, crash land, American man
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas, they want to harm us
They all up on us.
Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain.
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain.
Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines
Pray to the one above, It's raining, I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must have died, then I woke up, surprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegic, microcephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it
My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
Cause in life, God take, God give
"Untergrund ist Medizin, Rap Antidepressiva. Gegen HipHop HIV, auch bekannt als Viva" - Prinz Porno
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