*a broken

and the lovin redcoat feet they tramped all over us

and every single night when me father come home tight

And those leather booted feet they walked all over us

he'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus

Come out ye multicams come out and fight me like a man

Show your wife how you shot children down in kandahar

show em how the USA made em blow them kids away

from the dull and dusty hills of af-ghanistan

i don't even know

> Trenches Approves

**BARD**

Bard you missed us singing it inna

**HOLY FUCK**

Fuck Yes

nigga I'm so drunk

We literally just sang it

nigga you a genius

Bards doing his best work

if this is mt bst work I bane to see thw work wen I'm sober

Yee

We can deff spin the second verses n shit to LEOs, cops wear multicams due to that fed exchange bullshit

unfortunately yes

In Mary-laaaand*

thanks to the militarization of police I see far too many agencies wearing multicam

fucking retards

Oh America's a very funny place sir

It's a strange and a troubled land

And the boog bois are a very troubled race sir

Every man's got a rifle in hand

Every house has got an igloo colored standard

tied firmly to it's mast

and it wouldn't be a tremor if there be another rebel said the man from the New York Times

Singin Yo Ho

"I'm a BOOG BRO!"

Every dog I pray is planting AP mines over there sir, I declare sir

b o i iron that flag

Welp

Wedding canceled