A.T.S.D. - WW!!!

Alright
Dressed all black, in the trench, bulletproof
My best vets get set, hear my threats, he'll be laid to rest
Radar on the chest, when I'm done, and I'm looking fresh
Smoke on his breath, and that AK, you don't wanna mess
Running, I'm ducking, I'm throwing grenades
Damn, Call of Duty just isn't the same
Step up to me and I put you to shame
When I prove to you that I belong in the game
I'm point like a pyramid, terrorists fearing it
Better be hearing the music we drop
Stacking the chips, and my enemies hit
And I'm cleaning them off of the floor with a mop
Iranians talking and thinking they bad
They ain't seen A.T.S.D. on the track
Pushing they buttons and making them mad
They ain't got half of the weapons we have
Jets, drones, boats, and air strikes, read the catalog
Caleb take the mic before I drop it like an atom bomb
Pull up in Tiran, ask the boys "Where we dropping?"
Mow the Terries down, now some Terry shoes I'm coppin'
Go on through the trenches and the desert, we ain't stopping
Keep on shooting and I'll put Hassan Rouhani in a coffin
Cause the Geneva Convention is not one of our intentions
War and death to the whole of the army
When I shoot I'mma go Skee-yee
When I go to finish the night of the crusades
I'mma climb over some bodies
When I go back home to the U.S.A.
I'll be gone from the egregious liberties
I'm a weak little boy
I don't want to go to war
I am scared of the idea of putting Muslims in the floor
I will not shoot a gun
Not a single f-ing bullet
I am triggering the Liberals
But got no will to pull it
Ok, I got drafted, like the first copy of an essay
I am hiding from the battle
This is really not my best day
I think that I was crying when the bombs came down
And once I came back I couldn't hear no sound
I lost my sense of hearing
It was the one thing I had
I can not listen to this banger of a track
So don't take for granted the ability to hear
Because me, a brave veteran, is much beyond your years
Yo, what's up, I'm from the future
And I fought in World War III
This aftermath is something that you just don't wanna see
But I'll tell you if you're scared to prepare you for what's ahead
Cause I'd hate for you wind up getting shot and eating lead
Nowadays living isn't technically allowed
So you'll need to get around and not be heard or found
Watch your step and listen to me cause I know how it goes
I've lost my eyes, ears, arms, feet, and all twelve toes
It doesn't really matter though, just wait you'll see
We'll all die anyways in World War III

Written by:
Brandon Agee, Caleb Turner, Jacob Dulmaine, Jake Siegert

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