Rucka Rucka Ali - In The Sun lyrics

Soldiers always tell me: "Rucka
We love your music
Man we blast your songs in every
Shit third-world country we deployed in!"
So this song right here is for
The troops here we go!

You in the sun, nigga you got a gun, nigga
Don't try to run, nigga
Cause that ain't fun, nigga
You in the East, nigga
You got a piece, nigga
Don't try to peace, nigga
Hang out at least, nigga

Iraq, Pakistan, Afghanistan
You sprayin' more bitch niggas
Than a mace can
They said you can't catch 'em bitches
But I bet ya can
This ain't the National Guard


These ain't Mexicans you with the big boys
Playin' with some big toys
Bombin' cities leave 'em
Lookin' like Detroit
They wanna fuck witchu? Yeah
They could fuck witchu!
Blast a couple towelheads
Jammin' to some Rucka tunes
You the man now, dog nigga you the greatest
Fuck the haters cause you
Takin' out some Al-Qaedas
You got the latest in weapons, yeah represent
Send a cruise missle flyin'
To some Arab's anus
You ain't rich and famous
But you a action star
So fuck 'em Hollywood faggots
With electric cars
You rollin' tanks over skulls
Of dirka dirkas
Fuck a media circus, let's get to work!

You in the sun, nigga you got a gun, nigga
Don't try to run, nigga
Cause that ain't fun, nigga
You in the East, nigga
You got a piece, nigga
Don't try to peace, nigga
Hang out at least, nigga

You overseas, nigga hundred degrees, nigga
Go get the keys, nigga
We'll catch a breeze, nigga
You in the corps, nigga
You keep it raw, nigga
Fuck what you saw, nigga we in a war, nigga

What's the real cost of freedom? You
Gotta try to beat 'em
You got the skills to defeat 'em
This time you really need 'em
You up against evil they
Shootin' at your people
Pour some salt and pepper on these
Suckas before you fuckin' eat 'em
This ain't Little League
This is the Middle East
These monkeys live 1
000 years behind at least!
They get you when you sleep
Or when you take a leak
They sneak into your base and try to
Rape you when you take a leak
So keep your weapon loaded
And your armor tightened
'Cause you don't get a second chance
When you out there fightin' you better aim
This for what your ass trained
You win or lose
What you thought we out here playin' games?
You fightin' for the music
And for the free speech
And slammin' back a 12
Pack on Virginia Beach
You fightin' for baseball, french fries
And burgers
Fuck a media circus let's get to work

You in the sun, nigga you got a gun, nigga
Don't try to run, nigga
Cause that ain't fun, nigga
You in the East, nigga
You got a piece, nigga
Don't try to peace, nigga
Hang out at least, nigga

You overseas, nigga hundred degrees, nigga
Go get the keys, nigga
We'll catch a breeze, nigga
You in the corps, nigga
You keep it raw, nigga
Fuck what you saw, nigga we in a war, nigga

All the US Marines say oorah (oorah)
Nuckas in the Army say hooah (hooah)
Nuckas in the Navy say hooyah (hooyah)
The Air Force above me say what? (what?)
Everybody overseas say oh (oh)
Protectin' the country say yo (yo)
We got your back homies, say bro (bro)
C'mon home, nigga please (oooh)

You in the sun, nigga you got a gun, nigga
Don't try to run, nigga
Cause that ain't fun, nigga
You in the East, nigga
You got a piece, nigga
Don't try to peace, nigga
Hang out at least, nigga

You overseas, nigga hundred degrees, nigga
Go get the keys, nigga
We'll catch a breeze, nigga
You in the corps, nigga
You keep it raw, nigga
Fuck what you saw, nigga we in a war, nigga