Heads I'm greasin' cheatin' oiled up the legions,
17 reasons glock releasin' to rock the heathens,
knock ya feelings blot cha ceilin' shock appealin'
caught ya freezin' I unload releasin' lead to cease'em'
beasts are beaten for treason regardless of season,
I'm easin in breezin blends catch my artilery in ya artery,
ls you matyrs bleed shot to death missin' half ya chest,
My militia mindstate literary lines lost misery Military
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