| Sick with the rap when I bring my flow
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| I’m spittin' faster than your girl gettin' off with my photo
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| And every girl dyin' just to give me hugs
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| Soon as I step out of my motherfuckin' class, BUDS
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| Top Secret missions you know we never stoppin'
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| Walk in the bar yellin' «Bro I just killed Bin Laden!»
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| Published my book and I got movies made
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| Next step is rappin' and I’m here to stay
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| So lets start, and this might be mean
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| But you can’t act (Of valor)
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| Not even better than Charlie Sheen
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| I see you on Fox News talkin' about danger
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| What happened to quiet professional? |
| Oh, that’s a Ranger
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| RASP and Ranger School, stayed up for days and nights
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| Just to get to regiment to slaughter you on this mic
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| You belong in a boat, get your ass back in the bay
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| I know you need a hero so Rangers Lead The Way
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| I’m a predator, a warrior, and a night stalker
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| You better EXFIL now like «Get to the choppa!»
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| Get all your boys together and I’ll call you semen
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| See that’s the same thing that your chick is fiendin'
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| Sea, air, and land, I’ve got years of trainin'
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| I ball so hard they call me Peyton Manning
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| I got my perfect push-up and my TRX Band
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| Drinkin' Frog Fuel, «Why?» |
| Because I’m the motherfuckin' man
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| Operator as fuck, hashtag my nation
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| Dick so big it needs its own station
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| You think you’re operators but half of you can’t even grow beards
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| Climb down your ladder bitch, bottom tier
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| I got my SWCC, drivin' my whip
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| Doin' donuts while I’m fightin' Rangerettes off my dick (Hey)
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| Come to BUDS and we’ll make you a believer
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| But for now quit rap and stick to airfield seizures
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| You think you’re pretty cool with your static line?
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| How many slots you get to HALO? |
| That’s right, get in line
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| Department of the Navy bitch, you know who
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| I get more fundin' than your regiment, NSW
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| Your tier line, it doesn’t even work, so let me explain to you
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| You play with a surfboard, you’re not in DEVGRU
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| Call me Chuck Norris 'cause I’ll kill you with my stare
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| Your pre-mission checks are hands eyes ears (Hair)
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| We were smokin' dudes before you ever came around
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| You think makin' movies is original bitch? |
| Black Hawk Down
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| Your ego is so big I can see it from space
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| I bet the only picture you masturbate to is to your own face
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| You joined the Navy, your life is filled with remorse
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| Just like your girlfriend, after she slept with all of Task Force
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| You think you spittin' so fast?
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| It’s like the second I rap you come in last
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| Initiate a blast, screw a failure drill
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| I’m fuckin' decapitatin' your ass
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| Because I got it and I’m never gonna stop it
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| I rip it, kill it, conceal it, steal it, reveal it
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| Boom to your chest, you know I know you feel it
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| And after this rap I’m goin' to out shoot you at the range
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| And give Ranger Panties to your team buddy who just had a sex change |