Chords for Jedi Mind Tricks (Vinnie Paz + Stoupe) - "Uncommon Valor: A Vietnam Story" [Official Audio]

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_ _ _ _ _ I have spoken to you from this office, where so many decisions have [B] been made that shape the history of this nation. _ _ _ _
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And_
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Yeah.
_ _ _ _ [G] I don't know why I'm over here, this job is evil.
They sent me here to Vietnam to kill innocent people.
My mother told me, said the president, he doesn't care.
He's 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 [D] landed.
Sent my whole entire unit thinking we could win, against the Vietcong guerrillas that had [G] Gia Dinh.
I didn't sign up to kill women or any children.
For every enemy soldier we killing six civilians.
Yeah.
And it ain't right to me.
I ain't got enough of motherfucking fighting me.
It frightens me.
And I just want to see my son and mom.
But over here they dropping seven million tons of bombs.
I spend my days dodging all these booby traps and mobs.
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 foxhole with [F] nine months left here.
Jungle like the fucking Harbinger [D] of Death here.
I'm ready.
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_ _ _ I'm ready.
[G] Call me Thorburn, Chinese Staff Sergeant.
Marksman's killing, killing, killing.
I'm able and willing to kill a village elephant, raping and pillaging villages.
Illegitimate killers, US military guerrillas.
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's runes.
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.
Wham, this an ordinary human [E] being.
Special Y, Pewey chopper gun, shit, run [D] shit.
Gouk run when the mini-gun spit.
[G] Won't miss, kill shit.
Spit 4,000 bullets a minute.
Victor Charlie hit, trigger hit it.
I'm in it to win it, get it.
The lieutenant hit it, the villain I vented.
The killing I did it, crippled hit it.
Pictures I painted, it's vivid.
Living a wizard with weapons, a [Gm] secret mission.
We bout to begin it.
Government [G] pointed behind enemy lines.
Bullets is spraying.
[F] It's heating up 100 [Ab] degrees.
The enemies, the [E] North Vietnamese.
[G] Bitch, please, ain't no sweat.
I'm totally at ease.
Until I see the pilot got hit.
And we bout to hit some [Gm] trees.
Taylor Road to Progress Land.
American man, Cambodia, right in the enemy [D] hand.
Take a swig of the whiskey to [E] calm us.
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas,
they want to harm us.
They all [Gm] 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, lost the limbs.
Explosions, bad intentions.
I see my best friend's [G] intestines.
Greater than one above.
It's raining, I'm covered in [Eb] 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 [Ab] mother.
I see my whole [Em] life.
I see Christ, I see bright lights.
I see it's real [Eb] life.
Muslims and Christians in [E] peace, no fights.
Black, [G] white, Asians, people of all types.
I must have died, then I woke up.
Surprised I'm alive, I'm [F] in the hospital bed.
They rescued me, I survived.
I escaped, the war came back.
But ain't escape, Agent Orange.
Two of my kids born [G] handicapped.
Feds, they cry to collegium.
Microsofality, cerebral palsy, cortical blindness.
Name [D] it, they had it.
My son died, he ain't live.
But I still try to think positive.
[C] Cause in life, God take, [G] God kill.
For press use only.
Baby Grand [Gm] Records.
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