Vietnam Lyrics - Saukrates

[Saukrates] 

Yo 

I'm loving the weather in this damn neighbourhood 

Hot, like fire, everything females looking good, ain't it 

My nigga Freddy agrees, we near fainted 

(Not knowing that my face portrait was being painted) 

(That very same day) 

Anyways we chilling on the stoop shooting the breeze 

Arguing about who was the illest MC 

Verbally slapped my nigga, saying player it's Jay-Z 

My moms cuts it short, sending me to the A&P 

Supplies for supper, quart of milk, loaf of bread and a stick of butter 

You're damn right, I was making beats for A's(?) last night 

And you know them vets make you work up an appetite 

Split, jump in the Ac, it's deaded in the back 

Won't start, pumping them tracks killed my battery 

Mad at me, errrr, nigga hit the brakes 

Dud I live for them Camelo and PF Cuttin' tapes 

Can't forget what Clue got, Tony Touch and Doo Wop 

Kid we can walk it's only five from my crib 

And anyway my nigga Jay who got my Mastermind joint 

Stay on the way to the grocery point 

Be back soon momma say 

(Not knowing that my face portrait was being painted) 

(That very same day) 

Walking, talking, Mrs. Johnson is on her lawn 

Sunbathing so we honkin', errh 

She the finest forty-something I seen in nine lives 

Not even Mr. Johnson believe she forty-five 

That's why I've made the pledge, no more chickenheads 

Let me ride with you big girl, keeping me well feed 

Here come the ice cream trucks, some kids playing double dutch 

Looking ill but too young to touch 

Then one child said, yo Big Sox when's the album due kid? 

It's out stupid, I want to form a neighbourhood B 

Like a Vietnam camp in '73, seperated from society 

Hit the corner, there's my nigga Jay eyeing me 

Motherfucker where my tape at? Lie to me! 

And I'mma brake that, you let's take a walk 

I'mma get it on my way back, we gotta talk 

I heard one of them coons from the other side of the block 

Was fucking with you over some bullshit 

And pulled clips illigitly 

{Yo he acted shifty because my crib's where his chick be hangin dude} 

Ignore that shit G and keep that thang banging, in everyway 

(Not knowing that my face portrait was being painted) 

(That very same day) 

We gets to the A, and P Jay's smoking so them niggas wait for me 

I'm standing in the express line and what do I see? 

Through the window, that same coon and his kinfolk 

Everything turned slow motioned and muted 

In my mind while I saw these niggas creep up from behind 

I see one pull a nine, I scream TURN AROUND! 

Too late, my nigga Jay's brain stained the ground 

They kicked my nigga Freddy in the gut saying what 

Now motherfucker, your man's nothing but a memory 

And hits him with another sucker punch 

Fuck the lunch, today I'm killing the bunch 

I run outside with one nigga lie dead 

The other bleedin' from the head 

Grab the gat Jay had strapped on the inside of his leg 

Yo Freddy just chill, I'm about to retaliate 

Ill visions of murder, blowe 

Fuck it now it's time to kill 

Cock back, I'm prepared for action 

Becoming one with Samuel L. Jackson 

Turn the corner, I see them niggas running away 

Hit the shortcut, I'm waiting at his crib 

I'mma end this shit today 

Look, here he comes now 

I've never felt pressure like this before 

Debating, whether I should blast on site 

Or wait 'til the motherfucker puts the key in the door 

Creep up on a nigga with God's hand 

On the hair pintrigger, forgive me momma 

but I'm going to be a little late with the groceries 

I mean, you know diner's just going to have to wait 

Turn around motherfucker! 

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