Luyện nghe bài hát Draft Me

*female talking*

"Also the, hearing from the defense department that they
some fifty Tomahawk missiles
Not only from ahh US ships but from British
in the area"

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Draft me! I wanna fight for my
Jump in a and murder those monkeys!
me! I'm too dedicated to fail
Justice must (Justice must prevail!)

Yo, I wanna get drafted, I wanna see get they ass kicked
with military tactics
Fuck brass knuckles, punch you with brass fists
Totally flowin with my emotions in my of madness
wake up the whole barracks, murder you on your matress
And at you like, "What's the matter?"
You better go back to your bed, I have to act up
You be the next one to get ripped you jacker!
You not tell the captain
I might accidentally shoot you the mack 10 at target practice
Runnin through the course, up and across
the logs, five more, damn soldier you strong
Come on, I be agile and docile
ya legs like popsicle sticks, put you in a hospital
Stand over top of you, put a pillow over your
and just so sorrowful
It doesn't make me powerful, it's just a parable
It's just a rhyme really none of this is
So don't ask me about it, I get angry at you
And before I get angry, I won't answer you
You better go get in shape or lift some weights
'cause next time I see you be a ape nigga
Lemme find out you still out my name
I'll crash your tourbus with a plane nigga

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Fuckin my freedom, leave a muh'fucker bleedin
Leave 'em in pain like a infant when he
huntin season, and ya loved ones grievin
'cause I back up (no sir) I never back down
Ask Brown (Ha!) From the to the last round
down, dick in the dirt, hit 'em where it hurt
Make the enemy my lil' in a skirt
'cause it rained it poured, this ain't a game it's war
One goal, one aim son, as yours
pain to endure, terrain to explore
And I'ma hold my weapon right I was trained in the Corp
You want no trouble, whole city reduced to rubble
And we make it happen, quick, fast, and on the double
me!

So y'all best go get shuffles!
(Draft me) The situation's gettin
So who butt me, and put to sleep the enemy
Draft me, pass me, the
me a buzz cut, ask me if I give a fuck
I'm comin out blastin, four-fashion
Twelve close castin, for weapons of
Outlastin, all the in my company
Fightin for my family, and the cats grew up with me
My Band of Brothers, rarely smother the enemy
Razor cut ya face and leave a scar so you remember me
Lurkin, to leave y'all bloody red turbans
Screamin "Jihad!" while pray to a false god
We ready for, all out war, time to settle the score
Grab a .44 and dump into nigga's
Draft me, you even gotta ask me, I'm ready
With the Rambo machete, using tactics that's
Draft me, I to God, we ready for the Taliban
Drop the bomb, and huddle with some nuclear laws, on!

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(as Stan)]
Truthfully, I wouldn't wanna go to war if asked me
I'd rather puff hashies and talk about and Lassie
I was just sayin to Canibus week
I a record called Channel 0 that was mad deep
When I'm overseas I can't eat, the food is
Bis has a seafood fancy, I'm to crabby
G'head me, your all in my new family
I'll a good time wavin gats at the ???
If I get hit, one of the team'll me
So draft me, g'head draft me

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*George W. Bush

"The only way to pursue peace is to pursue those threaten it
We did not ask for this mission, but we fulfill it..."