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| quote: | Originally posted by SuspicionVandit
You can call me John A Thorbourne, Staff Sergeant.

I'm a marksman. I'm skillin, killing and illin, able and willin. Take me up a villain for killin ya village elephant. I'll rape and pillage ya village. Am am an illegitimate killa? Nah, I'm a US military Guerilla.

This ain't no real war. Vietnam? Shit, World War 2 was a war. This is just a military conflict. So many drugs I'm abusin. Vietnamese women screwin. Sex, gamblin and boozin, all this shit here is amusin. Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream. I don't wanna go back where I'm just an ordinary human being.

My Spec Op, huey chopper gunship runs shit. Them vietcong split when the minigun spit, won't miss, kill shit. It'll spit 4000 bullets a minute. I'm in it to win it.

I'm a wizard with weapons. A secret mission, we're about to begin it. I'm government funded behind enemy lines. Bullets being sprayin. It's heating up past 100 degrees.
"Your enemy is the North Vietnamese."
"NO SWEAT. "
"Be at ease"
I see the pilot get hit, we about to hit some trees. The tail rotor's broke, and we crash land. Damn, I'm an American man in Cambodia right into the enemy's hand. We take a sip of the whiskey to calm us. Those guys in the black pajamas seek out to harm us. They're all up on us.

BANG BANG. I look down and see bullets have hit my chest, but I feel no pain. To my left, my 22 year old Captain, Captain Riley, catches a bullet right in his brain.
Body parts flyin, loss of limbs, explosions, bad intentions. I see my best friend's intestines. Pray to the one above, I'm covered in mud, I'm dyin. I'm losin blood.
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I posted about this song a long ass time ago
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