*female talking*
"Also the, hearing from the defense department they launched some fifty Tomahawk missiles Not only from ahh US but also from British in the area"
2x] Draft me! I wanna for my country Jump in a humvee and those monkeys! Draft me! I'm too to fail Justice prevail (Justice must prevail!)
Yo, I wanna get drafted, I wanna see somebody get they ass with standard military brass knuckles, I'll punch you with brass fists Totally with my emotions in my moment of madness I'll wake up the 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 might be the next one to get you jacker! You better not the captain I might accidentally shoot you with the mack 10 at practice Runnin the obstacle course, up and across the logs, five more, damn soldier you strong Come on, I wanna be agile and Break ya legs like popsicle sticks, put you in a Stand over top of you, put a pillow your nostrils and just so sorrowful It doesn't me feel powerful, it's just a parable It's just a rhyme really none of is tangible So don't ask me it, I won't get angry at you And before I get angry, I won't answer you You better go get in shape or lift some nigga 'cause time I see you I'ma be a ape nigga Lemme find out you callin out my name I'll crash into your tourbus with a plane
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Fuckin with my freedom, leave a muh'fucker Leave 'em in pain like a when he teethin It's huntin season, and ya ones grievin 'cause I never back up (no sir) I never back Ask Brown (Ha!) From the bell to the round Face down, dick in the dirt, hit 'em where it Make the enemy my lil' bitch in a 'cause when it it poured, this ain't a game it's war One goal, one aim son, as yours pain to endure, terrain to explore And hold my weapon right 'cause I was trained in the Corp You don't 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 better me, and put to sleep the enemy me, pass me, the M-16 Give me a buzz cut, ask me if I give a I'm out blastin, military four-fashion close castin, for weapons of mass-distraction Outlastin, all the in my company for my family, and the cats that grew up with me My Band of Brothers, rarely just the enemy Razor blades cut ya face and a scar so you remember me Lurkin, to leave y'all with bloody red "Jihad!" while y'all pray to a false god We for, all out war, it's time to settle the score Grab a .44 and into nigga's door Draft me, you ain't gotta ask me, I'm ready With the Rambo machete, tactics that's deadly me, I swear to God, we ready for the Taliban Drop the bomb, and huddle with some laws, come 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 headies and I was sayin to Canibus last week I heard a record called Channel 0 that was mad When I'm overseas I can't eat, the is nasty Bis has a seafood fancy, I'm allergic to draft me, your all in my new family I'll have a time wavin 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. Bush
"The only way to peace is to pursue those that threaten it We did not ask for this mission, but we fulfill it..."