Scouts Out
• Written by Jester
Jester's Notes
Something only those who've served in the Armed Forces might get. Won't make a shred of sense to civilians.
On the FOB, jackin' off, writing home and playin' ball
MOPP 3, runnin' PT, with my LT- no Bentley.
Only steel steed. M-ATVs and up-armored Humvees.
My A P F T, I exceed.
I'll concede, only to 11 B's. Y'all are cannon fodder.
NJP for sleeping with the Sergeant's daughter.
I'm a spotter, with my M4 i will slaughter
any goat-fucking Hajji, come hell or high water
Route clearance, interference, REDFOR disappearing
Mag's out- ammo count. BLUFOR persevering.
TAC-P, bitch please, CAS will make 'em swiss cheese
Make em rout, without a doubt. All shout: Scouts out.
Route clearance, interference, REDFOR disappearing
Mag's out- ammo count. BLUFOR persevering.
RPG? Hajji please. Arty's here to make you bleed.
Make em rout, without a doubt. All shout: Scouts out.
We've got more, espirit de corps
than Airborne, stupid POGs, or the whole Marine Corps.
We fuck whores, in Stetsons. On all fours, in Texas.
We drink before it's 7, chugging Coors for breakfast.
Like your Lexus, my MRAP has got the power steering.
M2 Browning on top has got Johnny T fearin'
the searin' n scorchin' hot .50 caliber round
makin' Hajji shit himself in a hole in the ground
Look around, motherfuckers, tell me what do you see?
Cavalry Scout motherfuckers leadin' you and your team.
Representin' Destroyers, from the 4th ID
Getting shot at daily, in fuckin' RC East
In the life of a Scout, not a lot is guaranteed
19 series: we'll regroup in the fields of Fiddler's Green
To the soldiers, my brothers, to those in my troop
Keep your Kevlar strapped, and until we regroup..
Route clearance, interference, REDFOR disappearing
Mag's out- ammo count. BLUFOR persevering.
TAC-P, bitch please, CAS will make 'em swiss cheese
Make em rout, without a doubt. All shout: Scouts out.
Route clearance, interference, REDFOR disappearing
Mag's out- ammo count. BLUFOR persevering.
RPG? Hajji please. Arty's here to make you bleed.
Make em rout, without a doubt. All shout: Scouts out.
To the soldiers, my brothers, to those in my troop
Keep your Kevlar strapped, and until we regroup..
To the soldiers, my brothers, to those in my troop
Keep your Kevlar strapped, and until we regroup..
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Jester
Member since April 5 2014