Battle Boots (Explicit Version)

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Its Your boy Young Thad
Battle boots
I'm on the battlefield
Make your boots black
Your mind lightning quick
Heart of a lion
A trigger figure that itch
Confrontation is your friend, you seek out beef
The attack is brutal
No survivor so you leave
Not made for you
Battle boots are bold
Foot in your ass
You and your fucking hoes
No games, its real
You're hired to scope
Strike hard and fast
Haymakers and fucking uppercuts
Your hand custom fit
No way you miss
Goodbye trick bitch
Hard hit by battle licks

Stay ready and watch
Boots are all over
We rock black ones
Others stay undercover
Recon is a bitch
Hound dog at best
You missed that trip
Battle solider could rest
Crazy ass helmets too
Mandalorian type shit
Mayhem his middle name
Destroy souls and he never quits
He didn't play kickball
They played with guns
Childhood games included Smith and Wesson type fun
They knew from birth he had those assassin eyes
One look your way and somebodys about to fucking die
No sleep ever required
Hes a well-oiled machine
Hands vice grip strong eyes black and fucking mean
He refused to be paid
He say it's for the cause
He keeps coming back

His legend is ten feet tall
He wears his evil well
Black boots raise hell you late for class
He sounds the detention bell
He has stripes on both sleeves
It means nothing to him
He enjoys the finer things in life
Broken bones and shattered limbs
Boots will not smile
They look straight through you
But do not look away
Those black boots will kick you, too
They patient as a saint they will wait for you
Mostly leave the battlefield via black battle boots
Their known around the world
Most feared on earth
A 24-hour nightmare boot bottoms bloody fucking dirt
Fleet week is here
Some may take leave
Boots watch their back
Those ashore are relieved
The city is mean the crew is young
Boots stomp the streets young crew have Gotham fun
Back to work again steerage and first class

Ordered back to Asia battle action happens fast
A vicious battle cycle it would never end
Oath keep a battle promise
They pledge when they as young as ten
The love to hate
The love to trade
Boots made to hate
Devil soul trade made
When the dust clears all boots will stand
Hell gates will open their mentor their man
So many boot souls they all look like shit
When treads are worn thin
That's when boots must quit
They have no choice
Boots are their lives once treads are gone
They must actually die twice
Battle boots
Whether you stomp for uncle Sam or your uncle Sam
Battle boots young thad

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