Captain Sterling's Little Problem

Get yo' ass off the flo' [repeat] [Hook: Boots] It's a wrap then (HEY!) grab the MAC-10 (YEAH!) Plan of action (WHAT?) kill the Captain (YEAH!) Excuse me, colonel sir, may I request please Permission to go home or blow off your knees It's a wrap then (HEY!) grab the Mac-10 (YEAH!) Plan of action (WHAT?) kill the Captain (YEAH!) In case you're wondering, well yes I'm gon' fight I'm fin' to join the army, but one you don't like [Verse 1: Boots] Needed some stackoli to get free like a parolee Now I'm in apparel colored shit and guacamole In another country brought to you by Coca-Coley Ordered from the top to shoot everything holey Shit I'm 19 and I'm missing all my homies All that fight for freedom shit; we know that shit is phony Free to work at Shoney's 'bout one hour for six boneys And every day we hustle, scratch, and scrape for macaronis And cheese, bullets squeeze outta my assault weapon Tear through the air, then his chest, then his breaths and Looked like my brother from the hood I be reppin' I wept then, changing from a soldier to a veteran Left in shambles 'bout this kin of no relation Crept in the sergeant's tent with quiet calculation Message from the soldiers to the brass administration Looks like Captain Sterling's fin ta have a situation [Hook] Get yo' ass off the flo' [repeat] Another public service announcement from way out... [repeat] [Verse 2: Boots] "I have just killed my first but it may not be the last one" I screamed this at the sergeant with his head press to the Magnum You sent us to this country not to free but bodybag them And free up all their money so accounting firms can add them Drag them and their corporates to their own battle Instead of sending us to the slaughter like cattle Me and the whole unit we will start to ramshackle Listen very closely you can hear the fire crackle You could weigh the air which he was breathing out his nostrils Couldn't understand why we were seeming so hostile Said "we spread democracy" like he was preaching gospel Slapped him in his head and said "Now shut up, Sergeant Roscoe!" If this is not explicit, lemme tell ya straight out We'll no longer kill to keep this country drained out We want up outta here like on the next planes out Tell the Cap'n make it happen, or we'll blow his brains out!" [Hook] Get yo' ass off the flo' [repeat]