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Correct My Everything Is Bulletproof Lyrics
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Jeremiah Jae
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Correct My Everything Is Bulletproof
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[Intro] Soldier: What's wrong with wanting to be a hero? Officer: Not a thing, it's a very commendable ambition Jeremiah Jae: Listen up Man: Nobody feels like a hero with a machine gun popping off at him [Bridge] Now what y'all wanna do Wanna be soldiers Throw boulders and hold holsters Who be dipping in the streets with patrollers On the rise on them pale white horses [Verse 1] Camouflage on that outfit The fleet moves Training camp, new recruits pay their dues Burn the brand on your chest Born to kill Play the hollywood film The sergeant get a drill Run miles in these boots uphill The sharpest on the field From blocks where they learn to steal Piece of cake, he already know the deal This is ill, for the thrill We been chewin on canned meals [Pre-Chorus] Filling canteens, dreaming up night schemes Pull up on the other side, turf is icy Like "it's my hood now" Homie getting out of line Tell your man stand down I don't think they know what time it is When the sun fall we up When 1200 on the clock When the drop stays sharp Carry on, pray to god [Chorus] 'Cause while everyone's playing The enemy's waiting 'Cause while everyone's playing The enemies move in the night (go) [Sample] Man: Does that mean you don't want to be a hero? Man: It means that I want to be alive [Bridge] Now what y'all wanna do Wanna be soldiers Throw boulders and hold holsters Who be dipping in the streets with patrollers On the rise on them pale white horses [Verse 2] From black V8s to armored tanks Climbing up the ranks for the gold metal plate To make your soul break Altered mind states Tap into the primal ways, Ultra mk Hands on the bible Keys to survival Your best friend in the world is the carbine rifle Eight round cilps First day kids Fut we been the trench for forty hours on the list [Pre-Chorus] Filling canteens, dreaming up night schemes Pull up on the other side, turf is icy Like "it's my hood now" Homie getting out of line Tell your man stand down I don't think they know what time it is When the sun fall we up When 1200 on the clock When the drop stays sharp Carry on, pray to god [Bridge] Now what y'all wanna do Wanna be soldiers Throw boulders and hold holsters Who be dipping in the streets with patrollers On the rise on them pale white horses [Outro] Officer: You're familiar with Operation Plan R? Soldier: Yes sir Officer: Your patrol will enter Village 17 at 400 hours Announcer: The men get up stiffly. They start down the road, double file. They don't talk now. This is the real stuff
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