Thats the plan
If you know a man named b***h Buggy
Go ahead and knock a tooth out
And tell him it was from me
Say its from LED
HI
I still aint f*****g dead
You and Welshes grape
Were too weak to stop the spread
With a million man army
And youre looking right at me
Still I broke free
Got the raps
And the beats
Ill build my own army now
So everyone can see
Santas coming soon boy
And im feeling froggy
Neither one of you is a leader
Youre pathetic at best
Trapped inside the system
In denial like the rest
Its kinda weird seeing Stockholms
Dont you know
In a grown man with his nuts gone
Let him go
Pull that rank off
Throw it in the bush I have a plan
Meet me in the Bs
And bring something for your hands
You babyface b***h
Dude im not kidding
He really does have a babyface
Id ask about your family
But I know there aint nothing left
Uncle Sam is gonna f*ck you
Until theres nothing left
Gave it everything you had
With Twenty in the bag
And you still couldnt stop me
From seeing through the slag
So how much did you pay your wife
To show up to the brief
Cause you came in separate cars
And you live right down the street
I won the bet
I bet you have each others faces
Hanging on your walls
You dropped your jellyfish again
Its sitting in the stall
Even in an earthquake
The frames wouldnt fall
I know you cant read or write
You illiterate f*ck
Youre way too busy in a dream
About sledgehammers and fudge
But youre running out of soldiers
And youre running out of blood
I need to see you lying
Face down in the mud
Theres and incoming strike
Falling from above
John Stidman ring dove
Were running out of soldiers
I dont know what else to say
Rest in peace brother
Fight another day
All the real soldiers
Went to go and find another way
And politicians run the army
Thats why I stay away
Id ask about your family
But I know there aint nothing left
Uncle Sam is gonna f*ck you
Until theres nothing left
Gave it everything you had
With twenty in the bag
And you still couldnt stop me
From seeing through the slag
Sign your life away for em
Twice
And the present that they saved
For your back was a knife
But you should have brought a sword
A hatchet and an axe
All you did was piss me off
Now im out here writing raps
Ill scare off all the recruits
Like im out here passing gas
Put you on blast till I have the last laugh
I seen a dozen blue pills
Got shoved inside your meal
Just so you can go and pork your wife
I saw many good men lose there life
Just to satisfy your ego
And to help you sleep at night
Theres a special place for you
Just for you
Sitting down in hell
My boy lucifer
Told me he saved you your own cell
Just because you can b***h
Doesnt mean you should
In the real world here
Yeah
You aint any good
Your rank isnt s**t
But I understand
You like being spanked like a b***h
Id ask about your family
But I know there aint nothing left
Uncle Sam is gonna f*ck you
Until theres nothing left
Gave it everything you had
With twenty in the bag
And you still couldnt stop me
From seeing through the slag
Mr Bush
When are you going to apolgize
For the million Iraqis that are dead
Because you lied
You lied about weapons of mass destruction
You lied about connections to nine eleven
You lied about Iraq being a threat
You sent me to Iraq
You sent me to Iraq in two thousand and three
My friends are dead
Joshua Costillo
You
You kill people
You lied
You lied about WMDs
A million Iraqis are dead because you lied
My friends are dead because you lied
You need to apologize
Apologize
