Luyện nghe bài hát First Blood

Special forces, with a four-fifth
Congressional shit
will get you split
Avoid explosions with agility, mentally the vulnerabilities of my enemy
Last survivor, a master diver, driver, liver than MacGyver on visor
Flashbacks of blasting gats, flack jacket backpack fuck you bastard,
Guerrilla tactics, military practice, set, get the match lit
Fuck George W on a voyage for POWs destroyed
Rubble, trouble
Killing villains with submachine guns, generals drilling them
A grunt can't front, there's no to run to
War like DeNiro in Deer Hunter
I draw first blood, it's over with and that's - [[Prodigy]]
It's similar to
(You just don't turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me and I ask you! Who are they to protest me, huh?)
I draw first blood, it's over with and that
(It's all in the now.)
It's to Vietnam
(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
Missing in action, I'm a get you soon
Interactions like shrapnel that hack limbs
Nam jungles 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 penetrate bone marrow
You're leaking haemoglobin
Commando shocks like Pendo(?) bucking to kill
Cut up grill like Nandos
Killing troops, many in groups
Approach em roaches
Ho Chi Minh trail, hit em with
Buenos noches, no chance to
Brains on the floor looking poached eggs
Torturous punishment, banana clips, helicopter gunships, friendship