First Blood

[Verse 1:] Special forces, professional with a four-fifth Congressional medal shit Aggression will get you split Avoid explosions with agility, mentally exploit the vulnerabilities of my enemy Last survivor, a master diver, fastest driver, liver than MacGyver on visor Aye aye sir Flashbacks of blasting gats, flack jacket backpack fuck you bastard, attack Guerrilla tactics, military practice, boobytrap set, get the match lit Don't get captured Fuck George W on a voyage for POWs destroyed villages Rubble, pillaging trouble Killing children villains with submachine guns, generals drilling them A grunt can't front, there's no where to run to War hero like DeNiro in Deer Hunter First Blood [Hook:] I draw first blood, it's over with and that's that - [[Prodigy]] (It's over!) (Nothing is over!) It's similar to Vietnam (You just don't turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me and I didn't ask you! Who are they to protest me, huh?) I draw first blood, it's over with and that's that (It's all in the past now.) (For you!) It's similar to Vietnam (For me civilian life is nothing! I was in charge of million-dollar equipment! Back here I can't even hold a job parking cars!) I draw first blood, it's over with and that's that [Verse 2:] Missing in action, I'm a get you back soon Interactions like shrapnel fractions that hack limbs Nam jungles holding guns in holes Lungs full of smoke, shooting mongrels Your son got killed, parachute down and shoot down enemies Nothing cute, brutal like a barracuda frown Knives, bows and arrows penetrate bone marrow You're leaking haemoglobin marinara Commando send shocks like Pendo(?) bucking to kill Cut up your grill like Nandos Killing enemy troops, many in groups Approach em like roaches Ho Chi Minh trail, hit em with explosives Buenos noches, no chance to live Brains on the floor looking like poached eggs Torturous punishment, banana clips, helicopter gunships, veteran friendship I'm a get you [Hook] [Outro: Samples] My friend is all over me! I've got blood and everything and I'm tryin' to hold him together! I'm puttin'... the guy's fuckin' insides keep coming out! And nobody would help! Nobody would help! He's saying, sayin' "I wanna go home! I wanna go home! " He keeps calling my name! "I wanna go home, Johnny! I wanna drive my Chevy! " I said "With what? I can't find your fuckin' legs! I can't find your legs! "