Lyrics:
'cause the Gov told you that you bein' too naughty?
Gotta refuse that direct order (no)
Told bro, "I'ma be back shortly" (shortly)
Unit five, let's
CHORUS
I have landed safely. I have not received my papers. I have zero natural enemies. I don't know my location. I have no training in reconnaissance,
Loose conclusion
Hopefully retributions
From the Union of Nations
Great institutions
Voluntary nuclear reducement
From North Korea across Iran into Munich
you
Basic bullshit, the AIT
Been through a unit, company, squad
You finally get a break cause training its hard
You meet your new fam, the platoon
it like ogres do
I’m finna fray with my guys we a soldier unit
I can’t keep up with these rollercoaster movements
So I roll up a flute and I blow out
to control it
Training night and day
Ignore all the pain
Take the stance of the tiger
Take the pole in your hands
Meditate and breathe
Visualise; believe
real people?
Through the training, and the sacrifice
Might end up believing they are equal
Go back to the land of the savages, unwilling
For
Three people running, Officers on their tails one, two, three
Four at least four officers there on the tails
Uh, you see officers there, in units
got nothing to gain, that's why
Special victims unit, catalyst for movement
Creates to devastate, since '84 show improvement
Definitely Dilated Peoples
at basic training, but what a mistake
'Cause this motherfucker yellin' at me all in my face
In this dirty-ass latrine, fifty men in a room
Runnin' laps up
musfasa thats tru shit
Now im in the unit
Tryna clean what yall polluted
So jump up with the movement
Underground railround how we doing
Cooling
be in the mud wit me
Woo, that's where my sisters and brothers be
Build with the unit, always been subtly
I remember the panic attack on Rotunda
It was
on one and twos is not a factor
Yokosuka has a story training who wanna battle
We on to you snake eye ninjas we storm shadow
Banzai iinochi no kai rooted
might say it and it sound real cool
But when you in the industry
How many units can you move
They'll put you on the shelf collecting dust
Until you pay ya
As a youngin, I was inducted into a serious unit
The training was grueling
Mafia grooming, schooled on how to be the Don
So when I got on one day, I'd be used
Soon his habit's turned to problems
Booze and coke
Jocko passed away, Bud's family unit broke
And after his divorce
He moved back in with his mom
groupie met 50 in the club
G-unit some crips some bloods
Piru's wit me in they burgundy
Bunch of wild bulls
All they know felonies
Dope boys
Dope season
ways
Raps in my face, aerospace? Other palm
Every bar hit, pressure unit metric
Salute me, great use of palms and fist
Shifu with the bars, Yong yang
Turn the stage but I'm still there
Attention,
All unit sitems have collapsed.
To all cabin crew member,
Please reach the closest lifeboat.
I repeat,
from
If we a unit show me that you in it
To know my limit, I had to hit it
A couple times so I can know the difference
Figure what's enough, and as I
the unit
Ya'll out there claiming ya'll soldiers, but bitch, we really went thru it
Ask the League bout how I had P. Barkey scared of my music
Fucking
sold my Corvette
One day that I was reading the newspaper
They were looking for some astronauts
After many years of extensive training
I was so
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