Special forces, with a four-fifth Congressional medal Aggression will get you Avoid explosions with agility, mentally exploit the of my enemy Last survivor, a master diver, driver, liver than MacGyver on visor Flashbacks of blasting gats, flack jacket backpack you bastard, attack Guerrilla tactics, military practice, boobytrap set, get the lit Fuck George W on a voyage for destroyed villages Rubble, trouble Killing children villains with submachine guns, drilling them A can't front, there's no where to run to War like DeNiro in Deer Hunter I draw blood, it's over with and that's that - [[Prodigy]] similar to Vietnam (You just turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me and I didn't ask you! Who are they to protest me, huh?) I draw first blood, over with and that's that (It's all in the now.) It's to Vietnam (For me civilian life is nothing! I was in charge of million-dollar equipment! Back here I can't hold a job parking cars!) I draw first blood, it's with and that's that in action, I'm a get you back soon Interactions like shrapnel fractions that hack Nam jungles holding in holes Lungs full of smoke, shooting Your son got killed, down and shoot down enemies Nothing cute, brutal like a barracuda Knives, bows and penetrate bone marrow You're haemoglobin marinara Commando send like Pendo(?) bucking to kill Cut up your like Nandos enemy troops, many in groups Approach em like Ho Chi Minh trail, hit em with noches, no chance to live Brains on the looking like poached eggs punishment, banana clips, helicopter gunships, veteran friendship