Dogtags
I got eyes in the skies
Won't survive this, shit
I put a building on it's side
Money Clanistan the terror unit
Humvees we arrive in, wrist
Decorated faux diamond
Repping Exxon old money
Shawty I've been, so
Distant
We've been splitting overseas
Over land, overworked
Slinging death, grit my teeth
Even if I never come back
Know I'm giving you my dog tags
I wish I could give you all that
I don't think I even have it
(I don't think I even have it)
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Beaming from above, sun
Beaming from above, bitch
Welcome to Lebanon
Clan is a hegemon (Fuck, aye)
Gone with my team
Walking I got the night vision on
Pad on my knees
Keeping it bloody like cinema
Head on my jacket it seems like
He knows where he's going
Don't he?
Don't he?
Don't he?
Lands of death and plagues and
They ain't got no fucking potions
All your soldiers sit and wonder
Where that soul went
Adjusted for that triple flow
Shit I got that motor spinning
Take a breath
I need a fucking rest
Bullet acting stupid
Banging on my chest
I don't think I'm coming back
I don't think I'm coming back (Aye, aye, aye)
I don't think I'm coming back
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Beaming from above, sun
Beaming from above, bitch
Welcome to Lebanon
Won't survive this, shit
I put a building on it's side
Money Clanistan the terror unit
Humvees we arrive in, wrist
Decorated faux diamond
Repping Exxon old money
Shawty I've been, so
Distant
We've been splitting overseas
Over land, overworked
Slinging death, grit my teeth
Even if I never come back
Know I'm giving you my dog tags
I wish I could give you all that
I don't think I even have it
(I don't think I even have it)
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Beaming from above, sun
Beaming from above, bitch
Welcome to Lebanon
Clan is a hegemon (Fuck, aye)
Gone with my team
Walking I got the night vision on
Pad on my knees
Keeping it bloody like cinema
Head on my jacket it seems like
He knows where he's going
Don't he?
Don't he?
Don't he?
Lands of death and plagues and
They ain't got no fucking potions
All your soldiers sit and wonder
Where that soul went
Adjusted for that triple flow
Shit I got that motor spinning
Take a breath
I need a fucking rest
Bullet acting stupid
Banging on my chest
I don't think I'm coming back
I don't think I'm coming back (Aye, aye, aye)
I don't think I'm coming back
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Girl I'm giving you my dog tags
Beaming from above, sun
Beaming from above, bitch
Welcome to Lebanon
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