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soldier - m.m.m.f.d. lyrics

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[verse 1: scum]
i’m down to serve my country when the draft be going dry
give me a gun and b*tt these f*ckers everyone will die (die)
they think you caught up in my back my rat will get unleashed (what?)
you better hope my k!lling spree is just for what you wished (right!)
the last brrat brrat brrat and m*th*f*ckas drop
seize fire was the order i receive brrat won’t stop
i’m giving a f*ck about amends i cannot be controlled
and many more lives are gonna be touched just look at what i hold
an m16 like you have seen in movies about the war
my trigger finger goes to work til it can squeeze no more
i told the fools they was insane to ship me overseas
to give me guns and hand grenades so i’m thinking suck on these
just like to sees my lead will spray my head is filled with thoughts
so f*ck an l my l*st to k!ll results in deadly shots
it’s not my fault so blame the draft and blame this foreign land
my rack is shipped to corporal heathen i love it why pretend

[chorus: scum and (insane poetry)]
to trust me (trust me) you must be (you must be)
completely out your m*th*f*cking mind (out your mind!)
to give me (to give me) a weapon (a weapon)
no one alive is gonna be left behind (yeah!) (yeah!)
a soldier (i told you!)
cause we gonna k!ll them hoes that dare oppose (dare oppose!)
his keeper (his keeper) the reaper (the reaper) might just be one of the same that how it goes
[verse 2: insane poetry]
yeah
i f*cking serve my country did it for god and the red white and blue flag it is my job
four months out the service can’t get a job and i’m worthless
changed my purpose ain’t just to rob some convenience store stacking them chips
hit the bank and a gun store for heat
yes i’m grabbing them clips and a .44 magnum b*tch
a bunch of sh*lls in a sniper rifle really bout to handle some sh*t yeah!
i am ironic of america’s dna sick f*ck twisted sister first day i enlisted
mind sick with them thoughts of revenge
i’m at your elementary school stalking the kids and the staff about to have em hostage channel m*th*f*cking 7 news cameras watching
i lock the doors and open fire on everybody going on a murder spree mirror to america y’all gave birth to me

[verse 3: scum]
i think about your bag of clips know they f*cking empty
cause the thought of k!lling people was so f*cking tempting
conquered david squeezed the trigger and per se he was praying
m*th*f*cking sh*t don’t listen to me when i was saying

[chorus: scum and (insane poetry)]
to trust me (trust me) you must be (you must be)
completely out your m*th*f*cking mind (out your mind!)
to give me (to give me) a weapon (a weapon)
no one alive is gonna be left behind (yeah!) (yeah!)
a soldier (i told you!)
cause we gonna k!ll them hoes that dare oppose (dare oppose!)
his keeper (his keeper) the reaper (the reaper) might just be one of the same that how it goes

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