Artist: Canibus f/ C-4 Album: 'C' True Hollywood Stories Song: Draft Me Typed by: firstname.lastname@example.org *female newsreporter talking* "Also the, hearing from the defense department that they launched some fifty Tomahawk cruise missiles Not only from ahh US ships but also from British submarines in the area" [Chorus: 2x] Draft me! I wanna fight for my country Jump in a humvee and murder those monkeys! Draft me! I'm too dedicated to fail Justice must prevail (Justice must prevail!) [Canibus] Yo, I wanna get drafted, I wanna see somebody get they ass kicked with standard military tactics Fuck brass knuckles, I'll punch you with brass fists Totally flowin with my emotions in my moment of madness I'll wake up the whole barracks, murder you on your matress And look at you like, "What's the matter?" You better go back to your bed, before I have to act up You might be the next one to get ripped you jacker! You better not tell the captain I might accidentally shoot you with the mack 10 at target practice Runnin through the obstacle course, up and across Over the logs, five more, damn soldier you strong Come on, I wanna be agile and docile Break ya legs like popsicle sticks, put you in a hospital Stand over top of you, put a pillow over your nostrils and just feel so sorrowful It doesn't make me feel powerful, it's just a parable It's just a rhyme really none of this is tangible So don't ask me about it, I won't get angry at you And before I get angry, I just won't answer you You better go get in shape or lift some weights nigga Cuz next time I see you I'ma be a ape nigga Lemme find out you still callin out my name I'll crash into your tourbus with a plane nigga [Chorus: 2x] [??] Fuckin with my freedom, leave a muh'fucker bleedin Leave 'em in pain like a infant when he teethin It's huntin season, and ya loved ones grievin Cuz I never back up (no sir) I never back down Ask Brown (Ha!) From the bell to the last round Face down, dick in the dirt, hit 'em where it hurt Make the enemy my lil' bitch in a skirt Cuz when it rained it poured, this ain't a game it's war One goal, one aim son, same as yours Alotta pain to endure, terrain to explore And I'ma hold my weapon right cuz I was trained in the Corp You don't want no trouble, whole city reduced to rubble And we gon' make it happen, quick, fast, and on the double Draft me! [??] So y'all best go get y'all shuffles! (Draft me) The situation's gettin ugly So who better butt me, and put to sleep the enemy Draft me, pass me, the M-16 Give me a buzz cut, ask me if I give a fuck I'm comin out blastin, military four-fashion Twelve close castin, for weapons of mass-distraction Outlastin, all the privates in my company Fightin for my family, and the cats that grew up with me My Band of Brothers, rarely just smother the enemy Razor blades cut ya face and leave a scar so you remember me Lurkin, to leave y'all with bloody red turbans Screamin "Jihad!" while y'all pray to a false god We ready for, all out war, it's time to settle the score Grab a .44 and dump into nigga's door Draft me, you ain't even gotta ask me, I'm ready With the Rambo machete, using tactics that's deadly Draft me, I swear to God, we ready for the Taliban Drop the bomb, and huddle with some nuclear laws, come on! [Chorus: 2x] [Canibus (as Stan)] Truthfully, I wouldn't wanna go to war if they asked me I'd rather puff hashies and talk about headies and Lassie I was just sayin to Canibus last week I heard a record called Channel 0 that was mad deep When I'm overseas I can't eat, the food is nasty Bis has a seafood fancy, I'm allergic to crabby G'head draft me, your all in my new family I'll have a good time wavin gats at the ??? If I get hit, one of the team'll carry me So g'head draft me, g'head draft me [Chorus: 2x] *George W. Bush talking* "The only way to pursue peace is to pursue those that threaten it We did not ask for this mission, but we will fulfill it..."