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Box Me Up
If I die in the combat zone
Box me up one time and ship me home
Pin all my medals upon my chest
Tell my mama that I've done my best
Walking the street my feet are striking the concrete
With effect of an army and all my boots are behind me
And all you hear is the battle rattle
The war paint, war cry
When I die aim for the stars in the sky like sci fi
Yellow foot prints, mommy I miss her
I got my weapon and I was free
Set me up in the fire team
The 3rd squad, 3rd platoon, 3rd battalion the best medallion
We give each other nicknames just for fun
They call me the little gunner boy
Rumm pa pum pum
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Not a fan of the government, but the son's patriotic
By the age of 18 threw more guns than onyx
The weapons are subsonic
The trigger finger's bionic
The barrel exhales the rounds
Like Snoop exhales chronic
So now you understand the kid can never be corny
I'm like a garden baby doll I make my dirt work for me
This is my rifle
There are many like it but this one is mine
My rifle is my life. I must master my rifle as I must master my life
Without me my rifle is useless without my rifle, I am useless
I must fire my rifle true
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