Lil Wyte - U.S. Soldier Boy lyrics

Yo, Right now we gonna dedicate this to all our soldiers,

Over there fightin for us,

You know what I'm sayin,

For all our fallen soldiers,

And all our ones that still runs with they guns,

In the field you know what I'm sayin?

This dedicated to ya'll man,

Hold it down,

U.S. mother fuckin A,

I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy

I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy

I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy

Yeah

I'm tryina told ya boy

I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy

I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy

I'm a U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy

Yeah

I'm tryina told ya boy

Now as I run through tha trees with my infiltry

I got my M16 and my artilary

I got my full blooded soldiers in tha back of me

And a bullet proof vest and I'm hopin I don't have to see

now will it work in tha line of fire

Or will a nigga die in tha line of fire

I'ma bust my gunz till my clips retire

America pray cuz I don't wanna expire

I'ma soldier

I'ma U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy

Playin around with them army toys

You wanna go to war then we can go to war

See W.Bush he sent us over boy

Them men all went and got some soldier toys

Put 'em in a battle and we'll showed you boys

That army fatigue we gonna make some noise

And blow that mother fucker from shore to shore

With bullets wizzin by, children dyin every 36 seconds

It makes it uncomfortable for me to even respect this

With this focused brain I can take myself away from pain

Turn me into rain, sprinkle it upon all of us in vein

I'm the one that was sent to make sure the sun will always shine

Try to determin the evil and good all in my twisted mind

Hopefully, this just might be the one that reaches to the world

And make a safer place to play for all our little boys and girls

Cuz I'm a soldier don't get it twisted

Get your wig split

Fifty millimeter shells aiming for the terrorist

Must have missed cuz they still comin with some big shit

Osama fucked up real deep and there ain't no time to fix it

He better be off the planet, two light years passed the moon

Rode on a magic carpet satellites gonna find him soon

He's probaly already dead fuckin with tha U.S.A

But if not he better not bring his ass up in tha bay

Let me hear tha sound of tha soldiers

I said let me hear tha sound of tha soldiers

Juicy J tha soldier boy

The marines ain't no punk and you know we keep grenades and AK's in the trunk

With Iraq we be buck, we be fightin and we stomp

With our fist, with our feet, we be ready when you jump

We don't hide behind mask like a terrorist my nigg

Just so you know who tha real fuckin cowards is.