Militant
Aim-01
GENRE
[Intro]
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
The day I left, The day I left
My momma cried, My momma cried
She thought that I, She thought that I
Would surely die, Would surely die
Flight, Attention
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
The day I left, The day I left
My momma cried, My momma criеd
She thought that I, She thought that I
Would surely diе, Would surely die
[Verse]
She thought I would die
If I stay fuckin' 'round
End up at the table
Like 5 hats as crowns
With Keith in the background
He singing his sound
While I am 5 feet
Under the ground
So I live out my life
And I work to the top
I got L T with Gen but no Zed
On my slop
So I clean it up
Clear as mud
Clean the blood
I'ma a stud
I got attendants
They all on my spud
Let me wrap it up
Damn
Drive a bullet right through you, feel pain
Like bitch I can go Major Payne
Shoot your nightmares right down to the drain
Stay in your lane
Mmm
Burry you in the mud like a seedling
I'll uproot ya, then shoot ya you fall back
You hearing that bullet, it hit yo dome, ping
'Cause I'm petty no officer
I'm just an amateur
Like Abagnale, do you concur?
I turn you M I A
When I pop you like M J
The moonwalk, 'cause that's what I refer
'Cause I'm a reaper
So
I slice ya up, and then I beat ya
Walk you down and take your seat
Send you off the grand fleet
To the drums, hit a beat
Give you one more salute
Before Davy Jones the one who you meet
Say I greet
I’m E one, two, three, four, five
‘Cause she never wanted to pick up on my line
So I went six, seven, eight then nine
The Master of Sergeants a Chief in my prime
Up to O back to one, two, three then four
I'm majorly Major, I’m holding the core
Finish it up with the five and the six
Skip a few, I’m the General, I manage you pricks
Say again?
I’m E one, two, three, four, five
‘Cause she never wanted to pick up on my line
So I went six, seven, eight then nine
Master of Sergeants a Chief in my prime
Went to O back to one, two, three then four
I'm majorly Major, I’m holding the core
Finish it up with the five and the six
Skip a few, I’m a General, I manage you pricks
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
The day I left, The day I left
My momma cried, My momma cried
She thought that I, She thought that I
Would surely die, Would surely die
Flight, Attention
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
I left my home, I left my home
To join the army, To join the army
The day I left, The day I left
My momma cried, My momma criеd
She thought that I, She thought that I
Would surely diе, Would surely die
[Verse]
She thought I would die
If I stay fuckin' 'round
End up at the table
Like 5 hats as crowns
With Keith in the background
He singing his sound
While I am 5 feet
Under the ground
So I live out my life
And I work to the top
I got L T with Gen but no Zed
On my slop
So I clean it up
Clear as mud
Clean the blood
I'ma a stud
I got attendants
They all on my spud
Let me wrap it up
Damn
Drive a bullet right through you, feel pain
Like bitch I can go Major Payne
Shoot your nightmares right down to the drain
Stay in your lane
Mmm
Burry you in the mud like a seedling
I'll uproot ya, then shoot ya you fall back
You hearing that bullet, it hit yo dome, ping
'Cause I'm petty no officer
I'm just an amateur
Like Abagnale, do you concur?
I turn you M I A
When I pop you like M J
The moonwalk, 'cause that's what I refer
'Cause I'm a reaper
So
I slice ya up, and then I beat ya
Walk you down and take your seat
Send you off the grand fleet
To the drums, hit a beat
Give you one more salute
Before Davy Jones the one who you meet
Say I greet
I’m E one, two, three, four, five
‘Cause she never wanted to pick up on my line
So I went six, seven, eight then nine
The Master of Sergeants a Chief in my prime
Up to O back to one, two, three then four
I'm majorly Major, I’m holding the core
Finish it up with the five and the six
Skip a few, I’m the General, I manage you pricks
Say again?
I’m E one, two, three, four, five
‘Cause she never wanted to pick up on my line
So I went six, seven, eight then nine
Master of Sergeants a Chief in my prime
Went to O back to one, two, three then four
I'm majorly Major, I’m holding the core
Finish it up with the five and the six
Skip a few, I’m a General, I manage you pricks
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