we're the glory

marines march in to battle with our forces thick and hitting the enemy hard like joan of ark with a hundred thousand 1st calvary of these white horse were the Glory+2 u.s.a were the heros in the story, the few the proud and the brave, usmc the ones on the front line of every battle that only comes to save, Anker our ships and than its bombs away, we are the ones whom speak life and concur death and the grave so ye of America can go on free with safe living the u.s military dont make mistakes its all done on key point decisions, fifty cal rifle with Americas enemies in my scopes vision, u.s.a forever established but the uneducated dont listen, start fucking with my Americans boy thats a real bad decision, now boy now boy i say listen up listen, ima chicken hawk and your justa chicken, you should of died in your mothers womb and quit breathing so you would quit kicking, so to die upon delivery, so i wouldn't have to listen to your dumbshit, the defense of this nation is why my words are heriod as pure Honor and chivilary, to the few the proud and the brave, were the glory+3 u.s.a were the heros in the story, we fight the wars, win these wars where the honor, were the glory, and the rest is his story, usmc bitch we are the world,dont see my sailors anker with the globe boy,, were the truth of victory, and the rest are just made up shit with no wins and know vic-torey, the rest lie on there victorys just another fictional story, u.s.mc were the glory oh the glory, the few the proud, the brave, the real heros of the story, im james carter oh the drummer boy, and i keep on drumming, with my hum v's humming, you here them fifty cals you cowards betra know the u.s armirs coming, with the fifty cals hot and the drums on em drumming, so retreat mothafuckas no point in be killed for doing something dummy, now the enemies of America not there a bitch,so dumb bitches keep running, cuz are tanks and are u.s.navy ships keep gunnin, so my dicks stay hard and keep on fighting and you run down the pee leg cuz my dicks keep coming,, first Calvary move in my number ones men, one nuclear bomb later from nasa and the enemies dead on the ground like the grains of sand, and im whole grain cereal wirh my flows just call me post raisen brand were the glory+3 the u.s.military fighting hard for our freedoms and safty is the heros of the stories, u.s.a forever were the glory were the glory were the glory oh the glory oh the glory, now close the curtains, and end of the story, glory Glory Glory glory oh yeah mother fucka cacksucka were the glory, red white and blue, George and martha and james carter love you, the proud, the brave, the few, return to the union, sincerly Lee, the 76 God Marine, 1st on the scene, with my green machine, wirh nothing in between, what the fuck do you mean pull the pin on a shrapnel grenade throw it at your as and blow you out clean, im the G man the American eagle first on the scene, thanks for the cigars Ullee, yankee doodle dandee, zues like Z yahwee, Marines march, march,march, March, were the stomach the brains and the heart, the meat wall of spatans that dont run,and never falls apart, the rest of you motherfuckers and your stupids are just my usmc's practice targets.. Red Lotus entertainment, im just a different kinda market.. (uncle sam wants you America to enlist in all branches and get down to the front line double overtime) Go U.S.milatary.