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Soldier of fortune, an Army of One |
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Battle-born, I'm a motherfucking patriot |
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I write to you from this recon to hell |
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Been recruited from this Generation Kill, Kill, Kill |
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I was born to crush you |
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Kill, kill, kill |
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I was built for war |
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A day without blood is like a day without sunshine |
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All I need is this firepower at my side |
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I write to you from this recon to hell |
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Never had a chance |
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Here we go, kill, kill, kill |
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I was born to crush you |
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Kill, kill, kill |
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I was built for war |
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Lock and load |
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Mount the guns |
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You better run |
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Pull them back |
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Let them fly |
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I was born to crush you |
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I stand and fight while the cowards run and hide |
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Step aside as I come ripping through |
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Or fall victim like the countless many other do |
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A single move and get wasted by my crew |
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Swing the hammer with the force of a raging bull |
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I won't rest until the snap of your neck |
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Fuck the best and die like the rest |
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You better know I am built for war |
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Take your shots and make them count |
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I'll chew the bullets and spit them out |
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Now you're choking on my full-metal rounds |
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You better know I am built for war |
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Armed to the teeth, I'm a killing machine |
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Your artillery will never fucking stop me |
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When you come, you better bring an army |
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You'd best believe I am built for war |
