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beastmode warriors - plastic soldiers (special ops remix) lyrics

[intro: zodeak]
vroom vroom, g.i. joe take down
d+mn, d+mn
motherf+cker! yo
horrific battle

[verse 1: zodeak]
aye, yo i bang these motherf+ckers like blast beats
rap athlete putting landmines in your track meets (bang!)
don’t say i ain’t doing my thing, i got a couple meathooks so my homies can hang (hang)
hey! and have room for y’all
i got your girl on a leash down on all fours
and i’ll be staring at this blade like mi amor
but when i close my eyes i hear cannibal corpse
turn your favorite rapper to cadavers, i just made ’em famous
but i’m the zodeak and i remain nameless
burning churches out in norway, you can have it your way
usе a foreign album cover like burzum did askе
you f+cking posers ain’t catching what i’m saying
this is venom, evil, in league with satan
my sk!lls will tower over your wrath
and then melt you plastic soldiers with a magnifying glass (what!)

[chorus: jp tha hustler]
green and young and just be gunning
we’ll burn your soldiers right down
thinking past it, needing a casket
when we burn your soldiers right down
green and young and just be gunning
we’ll burn your soldiers right down
thinking past it, needing a casket
when we burn your soldiers right down
[verse 2: jp tha hustler]
y’all young guns trying to be the new thing
no hustle, no grind, no claim to fame
y’all flashing that rent money, ig
no surprise when you get robbed off beat (all bad)
i’m just spitting true, really dawg, no hater
like fat b+tches fronting in they waist trainer
no shortcuts, it’s about the grind
no overnight sh+t, no quick rides
if you underground homie, got a long way
gotta push overtime, gotta make your wave
staying humble, let your own work do the talk
it’s a passion of a p+ssy, make this sh+t pop
you too fake+ass b+tches, y’all kim k
synthol in your b+lls, no real game
real soldiers hit the field and we in the trench
you a third string card sitting on the bench

[chorus: jp tha hustler]
green and young and just be gunning
we’ll burn your soldiers right down
thinking past it, needing a casket
when we burn your soldiers right down
green and young and just be gunning
we’ll burn your soldiers right down
thinking past it, needing a casket
when we burn your soldiers right down
[verse 3: slyzwicked]
sound the alarm, guerrilla force like vietcong
going against the grain with my chest that i beat up on
napalm is slowly building in my right palm
paint the target then execute once that mic’s on
stay gone, just equipping a deadly storm
i bet you air strikes rain when you hear the h+rns
so let me let you all know what the deal is
since we already all know what your numbers is
we know you paid for your likes and you paid for your views
still n0body knows you when you show up to these venues
now, that’s real sh+t facts
ain’t n0body jocking your style so kick back
now it’s out with the fake and in with the real
take it how you want it regardless of how you feel
i kick that sixteen bars of pure torture
plastic soldier now that i’ve told ya

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