*female talking*
"Also the, from the defense department that they launched some Tomahawk cruise missiles Not only from ahh US ships but also British in the area"
2x] Draft me! I wanna for my country Jump in a humvee and murder monkeys! Draft me! I'm too to fail Justice must prevail (Justice prevail!)
Yo, I wanna get drafted, I wanna see somebody get they ass standard military tactics Fuck brass knuckles, I'll you with brass fists flowin with my emotions in my moment of madness I'll wake up the whole barracks, 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 better not the captain I accidentally shoot you with the mack 10 at target practice Runnin the obstacle course, up and across Over the logs, more, damn soldier you strong Come on, I wanna be and docile ya legs like popsicle sticks, put you in a hospital Stand over top of you, put a pillow your nostrils and feel so sorrowful It doesn't make me feel powerful, it's a parable It's just a really none of this is tangible So ask me about it, I won't get angry at you And before I get angry, I just answer you You better go get in or lift some weights nigga 'cause next time I see you I'ma be a ape Lemme out you still callin out my name I'll crash into your tourbus with a nigga
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Fuckin my freedom, leave a muh'fucker bleedin 'em in pain like a infant when he teethin It's huntin season, and ya loved ones 'cause I back up (no sir) I never back down Ask Brown (Ha!) From the bell to the last Face down, dick in the dirt, hit 'em where it Make the enemy my lil' in a skirt when it rained it poured, this ain't a game it's war One goal, one aim son, as yours Alotta to endure, terrain to explore And hold my weapon right 'cause I was trained in the Corp You don't want no trouble, whole city reduced to And we gon' make it happen, quick, fast, and on the me!
So best go get y'all shuffles! (Draft me) The gettin ugly So who butt me, and put to sleep the enemy Draft me, me, the M-16 Give me a buzz cut, ask me if I give a I'm out blastin, military four-fashion Twelve close castin, for weapons of Outlastin, all the in my company Fightin for my family, and the cats that grew up me My Band of Brothers, rarely smother the enemy Razor blades cut ya face and leave a scar so you me Lurkin, to leave y'all bloody red turbans Screamin "Jihad!" while pray to a false god We ready for, all out war, it's to settle the score Grab a .44 and dump nigga's door me, you ain't even gotta ask me, I'm ready With the Rambo machete, using tactics deadly Draft me, I swear to God, we for the Taliban Drop the bomb, and huddle some nuclear laws, come on!
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(as Stan)] Truthfully, I wanna go to war if they asked me I'd rather puff hashies and talk headies and Lassie I was just sayin to Canibus last I heard a record called 0 that was mad deep When I'm overseas I can't eat, the is nasty Bis has a seafood fancy, I'm allergic to G'head draft me, all in my new family I'll have a good time gats at the ??? If I get hit, one of the carry me So g'head me, g'head draft me
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*George W. talking*
"The only way to pursue peace is to pursue that threaten it We did not ask for this mission, but we will it..."