Special forces, professional with a Congressional medal Aggression will get you Avoid explosions agility, mentally exploit the vulnerabilities of my enemy Last survivor, a master diver, fastest driver, liver MacGyver on visor Flashbacks of blasting gats, flack jacket backpack fuck you bastard, Guerrilla tactics, practice, boobytrap set, get the match lit Fuck George W on a voyage for destroyed villages Rubble, pillaging Killing children villains with guns, generals drilling them A grunt can't front, no where to run to War like DeNiro in Deer Hunter I draw first blood, it's over with and that's that - It's to Vietnam (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 with and that's that (It's all in the now.) similar to Vietnam (For me life is nothing! I was in charge of million-dollar equipment! Back here I can't even hold a job parking cars!) I draw blood, it's over with and that's that in action, I'm a get you back soon Interactions like shrapnel fractions that hack Nam jungles guns in holes Lungs of smoke, shooting mongrels Your son got killed, parachute down and down enemies Nothing cute, like a barracuda frown Knives, bows and arrows bone marrow You're haemoglobin marinara Commando send like Pendo(?) bucking to kill Cut up grill like Nandos Killing enemy troops, many in em like roaches Ho Chi Minh trail, hit em with Buenos noches, no chance to Brains on the floor looking like eggs punishment, banana clips, helicopter gunships, veteran friendship