Vinnie Paz)



I don't know why I'm over here this job is evil/

They send there to Vietnam to kill innocent people/

My mother wrote me said the President he doesn't care/

We trying to leave the footprints of America here/

They say we're trying to stop Chinese expansion/

But I ain't seen no Chinese since we landed/

Sent my whole entire unit thinking we can win/

Against the Viet Cong guerillas there in Gia Dinh/

I didn't sign up to kill women or any children/

For every enemy soldier, we killing six civilians/

Yeah, and that ain't right to me/

I ain't got enough of mother fuckin' fight in me/

It frightens me and I just want to see my son and moms/

But over here they dropping seven million tons of bombs/

I spend my days dodging all these booby traps and mines/

And at night, praying to God that I get back alive/

And I'm forced to sit back and wonder/

Why I was a part of 'Operation Rolling Thunder'/

In a fox hole with nine months left here/

Jungle like the fuckin' harbinger of death here/



(solider speaking)

I don't want to be here. I'm scared, I just want to go home.

(officer speaking)

You fucking kidding me? Don't be a pussy. Don't you love your country?

(solider speaking)

I like being here. I'm ready.



(R.A. The Rugged Man)



True story...



Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman/

Skilling, killing, illing/

I'm able and willing/

Kill a village elephant, rape and pillage your village/

Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas/

This ain't a real war, Vietnam shit/

World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict/

Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing/

Sex, scampling and booz, and all the 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/

Bit the Charlie, hit trigger, hit it/

I'm in it to win it, get it/

The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing/

The 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/

(???), 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 and 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, suprised 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, micro cephalic/

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/







Tried to decipher what I could. It's hard to understand some of R.A.'s bars, especially when he starts rapping faster. His verse is about his dad and family though, In case some of you dïdn't know