Lyrics

[WAR MOVIE SAMPLE]
"Gentlemen, know this: That when ye wake upon the wings of 'morrow, EVERYONE was born to eventually DIE!! Not the easiest of pills to swallow, and BOY, do I know THAT to be the truth... However, be that as it may, tomorrow may VERY WELL BE YOUR DAY to do JUST THAT!!..... Are you READY, soldiers?!.. Are you ready-.... ....-to DIE?!!..... I SAID, HOW MANY OF YOU ARE READY TO DIE?!!!..... LET ME HEAR YOOOUUUU!!!!!!!...... YES!! YES!!!! YOU'RE READY, AREN'T YOU?!!!.... LET'S FUKKING DIIIIIEEE!!!!!!!!"

[VERSE 1]
The real-deal expendables,
No-name commendables,
Stab-'im-in-da-gut, feel-'is-lungs-fill-up-from-da-cut,
Numerical replaceables.

America's fresh meat -
The faceless elite -
Wit' nuclear feet
'Dat march to juss one beat!

Looka 'dem, fukkin' blood n' guts soldiers!
Anybody gonna look up, down, all around,
Pretty much any-muthafukkin'-where
Except fo' in 'da eyes, like I toldz ya'!
First line in, last ones out!
LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT!!!!
'Deez nih-guzz got 'deir guns out!
PISTOL fo' when 'da semi-auto runs out!
Murderous rage!! An' from 'da shadows, they gon' lunge out!!

[CHORUS]
Medals of honor,
Huntin' victims like piranha.
'Dey make 'em wanna
Curl 'dey tales an' cry ta' mama.
In 'da hills of Grenada,
In 'da sky fires of Botswana,
In 'da pits of Guatemala,
To Nirvana! To Valhalla!!

[VERSE 2]
Black Metal pedigree tornado nih-guzz!
Jump straight into 'da mouth of a volcano nih-guzz!
Eyes open, wise, woke an' nevah LAZY nih-guzz!!
Asylum-bound, bloodhound, muthafukkin' CRAZY nih-guzz!!!

Trained on psychedelics
To be bloodthirsty an' selfish.
To withstand all extremes of elements,
To rise above 'da height of elephants.
Combat styles is elegant,
Emotions are irrelevant,
Anguh evah prevalent,
'Da end is always violent...

[CHORUS]
Medals of honor,
Huntin' victims like piranha.
'Dey make 'em wanna
Curl 'dey tales an' cry ta' mama.
In 'da hills of Grenada,
In 'da sky fires of Botswana,
In 'da pits of Guatemala,
To Nirvana! To Valhalla!!