Soldier

[Verse 1: Scum]
I'm down to serve my country wanna draft me, go and try
Give me a gun and push me, fuckers everywhere will die (die)
If they get caught up in my path my wrath will get unleashed (What?)
You better hope my killing spree is just for what you wished (Right!)
Click-clack brrat brrat brrat and muthafuckas drop
Seize fire was the order I received but I won't stop
I'm giving a fuck about commands I cannot be controlled
And many more lives are gonna get took, just look at what I hold
An M16 like you have seen in movies about the war
My trigger finger goes to work til it can squeeze no more
I told the fools it was insane to ship me overseas
To give me guns and hand grenades so now they can suck on these
Just like disease, my lead will spread, my head is filled with thoughts
So fuck an L, my lust to kill results in endless shots
It's not my fault so blame the draft and blame this foreign land
One rack is shipped equipped with heat, I love it, why pretend?

[Chorus: Scum and Insane Poetry]
To trust me (trust me) you must be (you must be)
Completely out your muthafucking mind (Out your mind!)
To give me (to give me) a weapon (a weapon)
No one alive is gonna be left behind (Yeah!, Yeah!)
A soldier (a soldier), that told ya (that told ya!)
He's eager to kill them hoes that dare oppose (dare oppose!)
His keeper (His keeper) grim reaper (grim reaper) Might just be one in the same that's how it goes

[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
Yeah
I fucking served my country, did it for God
And the red white and blue flag, it is my job
Four months out the service, can't get a job and I'm worthless
Changed my purpose, anxious to rob some convenience stores stacking them chips
Hit the bank and a gun store for heat
Yes I'm grabbing them clips and that .44 Magnum bitch
A bunch of shells and a sniper rifle really 'bout to handle some shit (Yeah!)
I am a product of America's D.N.A
Sick fuck twisted since the first day I enlisted
Mind sick with them thoughts of revenge
I'm at your elementary school stalking your kids and the staff 'bout to have 'em hostage
Channel muthafucking 7 news cameras watching
I lock the doors and open fire on everybody, going on a murder spree
Mirror to America, y'all gave birth to me

[Bridge: Scum]
Had a bunch of loaded clips, now they fucking empty
Cause the thought of killing people was so fucking tempting
Caught, contain me, squeeze the trigger and proceed with spraying
Muthafuckers should've listened to me when I was saying

[Chorus: Scum and Insane Poetry]
To trust me (trust me) you must be (you must be)
Completely out your muthafucking mind (Out your mind!)
To give me (to give me) a weapon (a weapon)
No one alive is gonna be left behind (Yeah!, Yeah!)
A soldier (a soldier), that told ya (that told ya!)
He's eager to kill them hoes that dare oppose (dare oppose!)
His keeper (His keeper) grim reaper (grim reaper) Might just be one in the same that's how it goes (Yeah!)