Militant (redone with new verses)
Beat by Smoke Screen. Mixed by JR AKA Clevelands Beast. I'm proud of this one
Just me letting out my words and thats all you need to know. Most my tracks have a deep meaning to it cause hip hop has lost it's beauty and i'm trying my best
Elisha Cuthbert and Happyface Killer motherfucker!
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I dont like to be in a band cause I ain't into that whole backstreet boy shit. I dont like being in a crew and faking friendship with a bunch of people you end up talking shit about anyways. Sure I rap tracks with my boys but i'll never start a rap crew. That aint me and i was made to rap alone but when i see the right MC, I am up for a Collab. I work a lot with JR, clevelands Finest, B leave, Cryptic Wisdom etc..
Lyrics
(Hook)
I'm a soldier, paid to put a bullet through your chest
we militant motherfuckers only bringing you the best
we kill cause we have to, its the generals request
n victory's ours when your bodies put to rest
(verse 1)
motherfuckers say they stacking chips n packing clips
nah, who the fuck is jacking whips n cracking ribs
listen, there's a lot that yall lack when you spit
i'm attacking you kids n be back with a mack in a bit(gun shot)
i'm shooting all the hypecrits
the little kids who say they dont eay pussy but go n lick a clit
lick a dick, i kill your fam with blades
you mans afraid when they see me throwing hand grenades(bomb)
your ass is lame, i'm disgusting with a knife
hold my mic, imma go start busting on your wife(hahaha)
all u you fuckers wanna fight? you get punched at lunch
happy make g unit look like the funky bunch(hahaha)
i do it for the fun n i never get sloppy
a real rappers one who will never gets cocky(word)
yall get hurt, you lame, gave your girl some caine
cause yall dummies n i put in a world of pain
(Hook)
I'm a soldier, paid to put a bullet through your chest
we militant motherfuckers only bringing you the best
we kill cause we have to, its the generals request
n victory's ours when your bodies put to rest
(verse 2)
hey yo your mans are gentle, my ass get mental
i rap with instrumentals, take naps with pistols
a fucking snitch will hide, do my shit with pride
i dont really give a fuck what kinda whip u drive
you know this game is mine n that i rock it well
fuck being alive, rather chill with pac n l(yeah)
listen, im evil to people like cartmen
i give you more holes than the walls in a ghetto appartment(wooo)
the worlds deadly, we living on hells blocks
u you might find your boys head in your mailbox(hahaha)
i'm a fellon, so damn quick at picking locks
n put so much red on you, it'll look like chicken pox
i sell you to canibals when ripping your flesh
it's what happens to the guys who will tell me they fresh
i'm flowing n you feeling it,
the game, gonna be killing it, cant fuck with me cause i'm hard n i'm militant
(Hook)
I'm a soldier, paid to put a bullet through your chest
we militant motherfuckers only bringing you the best
we kill cause we have to, its the generals request
n victory's ours when your bodies put to rest
(verse 3)
Pop pop pop shots to the back of your head
yall had teddy bears but i had a gat in my bed
bringing trouble again n i'm back at this man
leaving your block to crumbles like afghanistan
imma injure one of you, all i need is a good bat
actually fuck that, let's go kill us a hood rat(punch)
im miticulous, you ridiculos
listen bitch, i fucked your girl a while back n the bitch gave me syphillis
i always remeniss, hard life, i'm living this,
noone gonna beat me, i dont got a fucking nemesis
i wanna bug you, slug you, aint gonna love you
a bombs in my belly n imma come n hug u(damn)
It's H to the A to the p p y
all haters in my way wanna see me die
imma spit these bars n imma hit these clowns
n only way imma stop is if im six feet down
(Hook)
I'm a soldier, paid to put a bullet through your chest
we militant motherfuckers only bringing you the best
we kill cause we have to, its the generals request
n victory's ours when your bodies put to rest
