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Box Me Up
If I die in the combat zone Box me up one time and ship me home Pin all my medals upon my chest Tell my mama that I've done my best
Walking the street my feet are striking the concrete With effect of an army and all my boots are behind me And all you hear is the battle rattle The war paint, war cry When I die aim for the stars in the sky like sci fi Yellow foot prints, mommy I miss her I got my weapon and I was free Set me up in the fire team The 3rd squad, 3rd platoon, 3rd battalion the best medallion We give each other nicknames just for fun They call me the little gunner boy Rumm pa pum pum Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Not a fan of the government, but the son's patriotic By the age of 18 threw more guns than onyx The weapons are subsonic The trigger finger's bionic The barrel exhales the rounds Like Snoop exhales chronic So now you understand the kid can never be corny I'm like a garden baby doll I make my dirt work for me
This is my rifle There are many like it but this one is mine My rifle is my life. I must master my rifle as I must master my life Without me my rifle is useless without my rifle, I am useless I must fire my rifle true
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