Special forces, professional with a Congressional medal will get you split Avoid explosions with agility, mentally the vulnerabilities of my enemy Last survivor, a master diver, fastest driver, liver than MacGyver on Flashbacks of blasting gats, flack jacket backpack you bastard, attack Guerrilla tactics, military practice, set, get the match lit Fuck George W on a for POWs destroyed villages Rubble, pillaging Killing children villains submachine guns, generals drilling them A grunt front, there's no where to run to War hero like DeNiro in Hunter I draw blood, it's over with and that's that - [[Prodigy]] It's to Vietnam (You don't 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, it's over 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 even hold a job parking cars!) I draw first blood, it's over with and that in action, I'm a get you back soon Interactions shrapnel fractions that hack limbs Nam jungles holding guns in Lungs of smoke, shooting mongrels son got killed, parachute down and shoot down enemies Nothing cute, brutal like a frown Knives, bows and penetrate bone marrow You're leaking marinara Commando send like Pendo(?) bucking to kill Cut up your like Nandos Killing troops, many in groups em like roaches Ho Chi Minh trail, hit em explosives noches, no chance to live Brains on the floor like poached eggs Torturous punishment, clips, helicopter gunships, veteran friendship