Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Lil Darkie
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Joshua Hamilton
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Wendigo
Продюсер
Слова
[Intro]
Wendigo, have you seen my fucking lighter?
Aw, where's my fucking light– ope, found it
[Chorus]
Yuh, blow up
I did it, I could do it again, my friend
I run up then I detonate, bring your end
Send shots at your temple that you defend
Send planes if you fuckin' with Allah's men
[Verse 1]
Made by the USA, bitch
The head of your country is a bumblin' racist
A drone took my family, and he still won't say shit
Behead 'em on camera to display they faces
[Verse 2]
Ah, Allahu Akbar
All you are not hard
Blow up a cop car
Jettin' through the desert
You be slowin' on the Wockhardt
You cannot be hard
Causin' a jihad
All of my brothers in a suicidal pea-pod
Grip on an AK
Hear him say, "Mayday"
72 virgins, talkin' my payday
It is my time now
Ready to die loud
[Chorus]
Yuh, yuh, blow up
I did it, I could do it again, my friend
I run up then I detonate, bring your end
Send shots at your temple that you defend
Send planes if you fuckin' with Allah's men
[Verse 3]
Sharia, shawty act so naughty, nah
Cover her from head to toe so I can't get my body hard
RPG, are we free?
No we're not, they're arming me
Come and see how it be inside of the Middle East
Or at least follow us on Twitter, keep up with recruitments
Who we lootin'?
Can we get our boots and guns we use for shootin'?
All the Jews and who we choosin' to show up on our YouTube and pull in views
And when we slit his throat and leave his body oozin'
Fuck that infidel, throw his body in a well
Free my brothers Ali and Muhammad from that island cell
This be that ISIS type beat, uh
Killer type beat, uh
Pull up on the GOAT and I might fill ya type beat
[Bridge]
Ta-na-na-na-na-na, na
Where's my fucking lighter?
Ma-na-na-na-na, no
One, two
Where's my fucking–
One, two, three, four
[Chorus]
This that ISIS type beat, uh
Killer type beat, uh
Pull up on the GOAT and I might fill ya type beat, yeah
This that ISIS type beat, uh
Terror type beat, uh
Pull up on him, hit him, cause an error type beat
[Chorus]
Yuh, blow up
I did it, I could do it again, my friend
Then I run up, then I detonate, bring your end
Send shots at your temple that you defend
Send planes if you fuckin' with Allah's men
[Chorus]
Blow up, blow up
I'm about to blow up
Filled up with emotion and some potion, had to pour up
No cup, grow up
Bitch, you better grow up
Slow up
If you talkin' shit, you better throw up, throw up
[Intro]
Come on, boys, we're goin' to kill some Arabs
Oorah
Left, right, left
Left, right, left
Yuh, yuh
Left, right, left
Yuh
Fuck
[Chorus]
Boys, we're on our way down
AR, let it spray now
Kickin' in your front door
Everybody lay down
Tangos, inbound
Run up on 'em, Lord, forgive me of my sins now
Shittin' on them, fill 'em with bullets that we bring down
Hit 'em with a bigger stick, making my ear ring now
[Verse 4]
Oh, where'd they come from, the cotton-eyed hoes?
Them ISIS folk is gettin' shot in they homes
The nicest folk could put a hole in yo' dome
I ride the dragon with a pole, pole, pole
Bag and tag 'em, we cold, cold, cold
Rock and roll we don't fold, fold, no
See the eagle fly, hear the people die
See the eagle fly, hear the people die
[Bridge]
Left, right, left
Left, right, left, right
Left, right, left
Aye, get in line, yuh
Left, right, left, right
Everywhere we step, fight
Right, left, right, left
Hit 'em with that pipe breath
[PreChorus]
Good, now drop and give me twenty, soldier
Yes, sir
That's right, now give me another one, you halfwit maggot
Right now, on the double
[Chorus]
This land was your land, but now it's my land
I'm very happy that you're in pain
This land was your land, but now it's my land
I'm very happy that you're in pain
We want your oil under the white sand
We're sending men to put some bullets in your brains
[Verse 5]
Bitch **** wanna come my way
Wanna pull up in the Hummer, the drummer, he might play
I run up on ya bunker, I'm thumpin' ya night, day
I'm dumpin' on these ****, they can't even sight me
I'm special operations, we a special population
See us takin' over areas and settin' up a station
Where we basin' our location information on the nation
In relation to you ****, we a hostile occupation
[PreChorus]
Bad reputation
Discrimination causin' hella separation
Transportation prohibiting
Yo' migration 'cause a piece of legislation
Won't get to your destination
You under investigation
[Chorus]
Boys, we're on our way down (Yuh)
Boys, we're on our way down (Yuh)
Boys, we're on our way down (Down)
Boys, we're on our way down
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Boys, we're on our way down
AR, let it spray now
Kickin' in your front door
Everybody lay down
Tangos, inbound
Run up on 'em, Lord, forgive me of my sins now
Shittin' on 'em, filling 'em with bullets that we bring down
Hit 'em with a bigger stick, making my ear ring now
[Bridge]
Oh, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, yuh-huh
Yuh, right, left, right, left, fuck
[Intro]
Oh, no, not again
Makes you really wanna know what the
Fuck is really going on in this place
I'm crazy!
[Verse 6]
Somebody listen to me
We're tired, we're tired of fightin' yo' battles
Not cattle the stick and it rattle
Don't tread on me, tread on me
The true American, hyperaware, I am
I won't go there again, I won't go back
[Verse 7]
Fuck your wars for money, for economy
Autonomy is dyin', and a lot of me believes it
Leave it in the past
Keep buyin' more gas, keep startin' your wars
Keep sendin' more tours to Afghanistan and Taliban
Hand to hand to fight 'em, now another stain is added and
We increasin' demand
For all those manufacturers to capture us
Reactors in the East, our nation sendin' shit to rapture 'em
Tractor by the farms, the old pasture feelin' fractured
From the folks that live as actors in LA, and that's a factor
How the crackers and the blackers and the darkies in between
Gonna do shit if we hang everyone who got a different stature?
[Bridge]
What you mean? What you mean, what you mean?
What you mean, what you mean?
What you mean, bitch?
Pointin' our beams and creatin' teams
And payin' our taxes to generate means of harm
[Verse 8]
Scream the alarm, they got us on Fox
Let's sell some more arms, let's make some more weapons
Keep steppin' in places you do not belong
Keep singin' our songs, go write others' wrongs
Don't buy Chinese products 'cause you're supposed to love us
There's nothing above us but stars in the sky
Then get addicted to bars and get high
Yeah, big pharma supply make our will to live die
My Grandpa joined the military seventeen years young
I know twenty-one-year-olds who bitch and let they tears run
I know grown **** that ain't never been near guns
You fuck around and die, then I'm decidin' when we're done
[Verse 9]
Eagle Scout
Yuh, ho-ho, yuh
Deagle shout
Ch-ch, pow
Don't tread on me, I'm an Eagle Scout
Keep lead on me, let the Deagle shout
My dead homies told me, "Weed 'em out"
Post up, lowkey, like a sea of Kraut
Yeah, sea of Kraut
[Chorus]
Big war, big war
Big war, big war
Big war, big war
Big war, big war
[Bridge]
Attention
I'd like to have a moment of silence for all of the ****
That perished last year in the fucking game
All the **** that gave the fuck up
All the **** that wasn't good enough
All the **** who died in battle, I salute you now!
Ten-hut
Oorah
Oorah
[Outro]
Huh, yuh, yuh, yeah
Yuh, yuh, fuck, bitch
Nah, nah, nah
Yuh, yuh, yeah, huh
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
God bless the USA
God bless the USA
USA, USA
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yes, yeah, aye
God bless the USA
The USA
USA, USA
Written by: Alexander Wacksman, Joshua Hamilton