Luyện nghe bài hát First Blood

Special forces, professional with a
Congressional shit
Aggression will get you
explosions with agility, mentally exploit the vulnerabilities of my enemy
Last survivor, a master diver, fastest driver, liver than on visor
Flashbacks of blasting gats, jacket backpack fuck you bastard, attack
Guerrilla tactics, practice, boobytrap set, get the match lit
George W on a voyage for POWs destroyed villages
Rubble, pillaging
Killing children with submachine guns, generals drilling them
A grunt front, there's no where to run to
War like DeNiro in Deer Hunter
I draw first blood, it's over with and that's that -
It's similar to
(You just don't turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me and I didn't ask you! Who are to protest me, huh?)
I first blood, it's over with and that's that
(It's all in the now.)
It's similar to
(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 over and that's that
in action, I'm a get you back soon
Interactions like fractions that hack limbs
Nam holding guns in holes
Lungs full of smoke, mongrels
Your son got killed, parachute and shoot down enemies
Nothing cute, brutal a barracuda frown
Knives, bows and arrows bone marrow
You're leaking marinara
send shocks like Pendo(?) bucking to kill
Cut up grill like Nandos
Killing enemy troops, in groups
Approach em roaches
Ho Chi trail, hit em with explosives
noches, no chance to live
Brains on the looking like poached eggs
Torturous punishment, banana clips, helicopter gunships, veteran