I sit in the grass, I sit and stalk
10 long days I'm ready to walk
can't feel my legs, can fell my skin,
can't feel anything but what's deep within
I acquire my target, I pull the slack,
the conscience to pull, is what I do lack,
then I remember my friends and my family,
if I don't do this, can I really live happily,
knowing that a man like this went free
when pulling the trigger was up to me,
this man is a killer, a murder at that,
so I pull the trigger and that is that
I feel no remorse, for I have not sinned,
but can't express what I have within
I followed my orders, I came and I did,
but the think that erked me, is he was a kid
I still pulled the trigger, I take blame for my work
at the age of 21 this kid was a jerk
had everything a kid could get, anything he wants,
but the nightmares I get is the kind that haunts,
but no, he did bad, no not a good deed,
especially in the scope of this young marine
I came and I saw, I did what I did,
even thought I'm just a stupid... young kid
if I'm so stupid why am I still kicking
because I'm that good, is what I am thinking
u think of me as a coward, how dare u say a thing
I'd like to see u do it, Mr. so-called sniping king
don't ever talk shit, we risk our lives
for people like u who cheats and connives
and u say I'm scared, scared of what?
hell ya I'm scared scared of bad luck
I have no choice I have to be good
I have the courage that everyone should
courage of a lion smarts of a lamb
I can't help it, I am what I am!!
at the age of eighteen, I will be the best
I have to be, for everyday is a test
of skill, of knowledge of life itself
of times of thinking, and knowing ones self
when u sit there for hours your mind starts to wonder
what if I do, everybody does ponder
what if I mess up, what if I'm in the wrong
when if I get seen, that's it I'm gone
there's no second chances, this isn't close to a game,
and for the people I killed, I just have no shame,
this is a minute in the eyes of me
this just happens too be my cup of tea
and everyone talks, about how they could
ok, just show me one thing, that u would!!
u see u learn them, just like a friend ,
u see them live again and again
u see there eyes, you see there soul
of what there thinking, when I pull
I pull slow, I don't dare blink
and the worst thing of all, don't even think
I hear thunder, I bring back the recoil
I see red, just as thick as motor oil
he's down on the ground I stay still,
sniper scouts looking, and ready to kill,
I kill them first then I run
and run fast, into the sun
I want to run, as hard as I can
so I can go home once again
actually I can't I'm still on the ground,
I see something coming, plump and round
oh shit I'm fucked.. its a dog
I scope it up, he's fat like a hog
I pull the trigger, have to move,
4 shots I'm found, its a game I can't lose
so I back off, still down low
I got a new spot, I'm ready to go,
I scope up a guy, its been an hour
I feel my stomach, and its gone sour
but I can't eat I'm so far in
so what do I do, I look through his skin
I find his heart, I pull again
once more,.... I've done it again
fuck I'm found , so I back off just a little bit
two more to go, and I'm in the shit
Ill make these two quick,
no more fuckin around
ok I readjust, on the ground
in a new spot, ready to rock
I see two run, and I gave it a shot
one goes down the other stops
oh shit...... they look like cops,
that's bonus points, that's one for me
I shot again, he drops to his knee
my day is over, I want no more
but at least I feel, I evened the score
so if u think that this story sounds lame
that's life in my eyes, and that's how I play the game
writen by sniper GT aka-exprtsharpshootr-
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=137167
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