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Verse 1
(F sharp minor) (G sharp minor) Failure to pre (D sharp minor) pare
is preparing to (F minor) fail
Bet (F major) ter get (A minor) yourself together
before you come into this battlefield
Bombing them like (D major) it's Mali,
no (E minor) not the heroin hobby
I'm (A minor) talking about (E minor) that country
opposite coast of Somalia
Walk like Zamaki,
caning short like Amari's knees
That you'll be able to fly like a Pani B
(A minor) Cats (E minor) as wild as Calipari's team,
huffing calamari steam
Copping more arms
than Kandahar regimes
(A minor) (E minor) Can delabra gleams
to catalogue scenes
of how they eat
by moving sacks
like Hannibal's cuisine
Takes a can of balls to see
that service
preserving the burden
Only fighting against your own self
like Tyler Durden
Go get that dirt inside your ear canal
removed to certain soul sisters like
You ain't heard but Lyle's groove
(D major) till every child's (E minor) groomed
into the likeness of a king and queen
(B minor) Carry (E minor) shovels and struggle
till you've dug a hole for
the biggest dreams
To grow, flourish, encourage,
encourage to nourish your hunger and comfort you
When left in a (D major) bunker to make (A minor) it out alive
Yeah, (E minor) make it out alive
But (A minor) go ahead and pass (E minor) the margin
If it helps the sovereign to thrive
(A minor) Don't (E minor) go squandering the lives
of all your squadron
Men don't live in squalor
When you could (A minor) squat the
wisdom of Solomon
Solemn when (E minor) bloody battlefields
Yield cattle squeals
that rattle shields
Vibrations of beef and when the gats reveal
I mean vibrations of the beast,
the sirens active still
Playing more roles
than the whole entire
actor's guild
Shapeshifting,
get a beat on them, they (B minor) stay skipping
(E minor) Gettin' high to fly the coupe
like a big chicken
Whippin' a two -door
through the roof floor
It's called imagination,
where's your sense of humor, y 'all?
Guess it's no joke, it matter,
battlin' through war
Cloak and dagger,
dismantle hammer and bruise o 'er
Disseminate the bomb,
blast like Gnome Ash
No contrast between the real
and simulated (D major) combat (A minor)
(E minor) Whether rich or poor,
some say life's a game,
to more life is war (A minor) (E minor) (A minor) (E minor)
Bleed (A minor) more in peace, sweat (E minor) less in war
For some it's just a game,
to others it's a deadly sport
Bleed more in peace, sweat less in war
Find comfort in pain
or be at death's doors
Pure simulated combat
Simulated Combat
Ed Rowe
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