See us lining your streets,
men in green, men in tan.
Charging in our gun trucks,
don't you know you shoulda ran?

Do you have what it takes to be a man?

More round than you can count,
more AK's than I can count.
Leaving our bases on a daily basis,
surpression is what it's about.

A .50 cal's barrel is where the bullets gout.

What
was it
you had
to say?

We
will blow
your minds
away!

What
was that
you had
to say?

We
will blow
your brains
away!

Brought us on this land,
we got you, shock and awe.
Pissed on all your Korans,
we are now your only law!

Go ahead and pray to your God!

Another Imam shouts for freedom,
a fire eater from the start.
Took a claymore to his house,
blew him and it all apart!

No sympathies comes from ones with no heart!

What
was that
you had
to say?

We
will shock
your mind
away!

What
was that
you went
to say?

We
will awe
your God
today!

Missles to bullets, we got it all,
morters and tanks, drive on.
Hold another protest, please,
and we'll greet you with a dropping bomb!

Who are you to say we're wrong?

M-4 galore, with lots of gernades,
clear your house for what we strive.
Been down those bullet riddled streets,
yet we continue to shoot and drive.

And I can't believe I'm alive!

What
was that
you wanted
to hear?

Now
you have
something
to fear!

Shock
and Awe
all of you
today!

We
will blow
you all
away!

04/29/2005

Posted on 04/30/2005
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