[Intro]
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!

[Chorus]
You in the sun, n***a
You got a gun, n***a
Don't try to run, n***a
Cause that ain't fun, n***a
You in the East, n***a
You got a piece, n***a
Don't try to peace, n***a
Hang out at least, n***a

[Verse 1]
Iraq, Pakistan, Afghanistan
You sprayin' more bitch n***as 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 n***a 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!
[Chorus]
You in the sun, n***a
You got a gun, n***a
Don't try to run, n***a
Cause that ain't fun, n***a
You in the East, n***a
You got a piece, n***a
Don't try to peace, n***a
Hang out at least, n***a
You overseas, n***a
Hundred degrees, n***a
Go get the keys, n***a
We'll catch a breeze, n***a
You in the corps, n***a
You keep it raw, n***a
Fuck what you saw, n***a
We in a war, n***a

[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
You in the sun, n***a
You got a gun, n***a
Don't try to run, n***a
Cause that ain't fun, n***a
You in the East, n***a
You got a piece, n***a
Don't try to peace, n***a
Hang out at least, n***a
You overseas, n***a
Hundred degrees, n***a
Go get the keys, n***a
We'll catch a breeze, n***a
You in the corps, n***a
You keep it raw, n***a
Fuck what you saw, n***a
We in a war, n***a

[Bridge]
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, n***a please (oooh!)
[Chorus]
You in the sun, n***a
You got a gun, n***a
Don't try to run, n***a
Cause that ain't fun, n***a
You in the East, n***a
You got a piece, n***a
Don't try to peace, n***a
Hang out at least, n***a
You overseas, n***a
Hundred degrees, n***a
Go get the keys, n***a
We'll catch a breeze, n***a
You in the corps, n***a
You keep it raw, n***a
Fuck what you saw, n***a
We in a war, n***a