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fitzy mess - forward deployed lyrics

[intro]
shout out to mustafa and the boys out there in senegal

(perfect!)

[verse 1: fitzy mess]
hundred and twenty degrees in this b+tch trying not to pass out while i’m beating my d+ck then the sun sets and i’m freezing my tits off, to get in the fight though i’m eager as sh+t, extremists are p+ssed there’s no reasoning with, make em’ sleep in the ditch while they bleedin’ and stiff, wish that i could, roe are too strict so they squeeze off a clip and then easily dip. i’m like d+mn, what i wouldn’t do for them to stay put for one d+mn good fight, what i wouldn’t do for a rough hate f+ck, i forgot what a p+ssy looks like. all the porеs blocked here, all thе women covered from the bottom to the top here, i don’t think i’m asking for a lot here, i just wanna’ get my rocks off without losing half my body weight + man it’s too hot here. in a platoon full of messed up dudes, the enemy’s p+ssed and we fed up too, maybe al+qaeda really ain’t that bad cos if i lived here i might of blown my self up too, my leaders all helped me with the [?] up too, in a stressful situation i’m incredibly cool, to the point where i was feeling i’m the baddest motherf+cker and the [?] and the devil’s a boot. so what are these college kids b+tching about? i look at facebook, i can’t figure it out i’m over here bobbin’ and weavin’ this girl that feigning for is home with a d+ck in her mouth. only had a puff of nicotine for lunch, at night is when the fight starts heating up so i’m crushing up these pills of caffeine for bumps, i haven’t had a good night’s sleep in months

[chorus]
but i’ma stay awake and stay alert just for my brothers sake out here serving with the over worked and underpaid, another burst went by and i ain’t tryin’ to press my luck today. but life’s a b+tch and then you die that’s what my mother say

i’ma stay awake and stay alert just for my brothers sake out here serving with the over worked and underpaid, another burst went by and i ain’t tryin’ to press my luck today. but life’s a b+tch and then you die that’s what my mother say

[verse 2: fitzy mess]
tryna’ show these fools who the f+ck i am, the [?] children of uncle sam, we ain’t exactly fighting through the brush in ‘nam but the comm guy’s just got another f+cking [?] and i swear haji better stop playin’ with me when i’m seven thousand miles from my family, i got dysentery and my assh0l+ bleeds and i just rat+f+cked another mre. any day here means i could be dead but all i really care bout’ is who got cheese spread, i pledge allegiance to the boys that i’m with and not much else because f+ck this defense (f+ck this sh+t) here it doesn’t matter, holiday, weekday, we been filling sandbags for the past week straight, feelin’ kinda’ faint, bout to be a heat case, when i’m home i’m gonna drink till’ i can’t see straight

[verse 3: fitzy mess]
i walk with this pack for a kl!ck and a half, ain’t showered in months
wanna’ sit in a bath, trying to keep mind on the mission and task but all i can think off is hittin’ some ass, after so many d+mn months of this sh+t if she touches the tip i’m like pump number 6, yo i’m finishin’ off and she callin’ her friends “i’m not f+ckin’ with fitz yo he nutted too quick” (sorry) my feet are half rotted, i sleep on a cot, sand in my ass but believe it or not, i’d do it again in a heartbeat tomorrow, to sit and eat one mre with my squad, when i was there i just wanted to leave it + couple years later i cannot believe it, i drink and i think of the sh+ttiest times in my life and i kinda’ just wanna’ repeat it, the darker the demons the harder the music, i cannot ask for a harder influence, a government coup and a city in ruins, guys i was with made it easy to do it. couple of you though i hated your ass, but wouldn’t think twice about saving your ass, simply because of the title marine and the wager with death that we laid out with cash

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