Draft Me Lyrics - Canibus

*female newsreporter talking* 

"Also the, hearing from the defense department that they launched 

some fifty Tomahawk cruise missiles 

Not only from ahh US ships but also from British 

submarines in the area" 

[Chorus: 2x] 

Draft me! I wanna fight for my country 

Jump in a humvee and murder those monkeys! 

Draft me! I'm too dedicated to fail 

Justice must prevail (Justice must prevail!) 

[Canibus] 

Yo, I wanna get drafted, I wanna see somebody get they ass kicked 

with standard military tactics 

Fuck brass knuckles, I'll punch you with brass fists 

Totally flowin with my emotions in my moment of madness 

I'll wake up the whole barracks, murder you on your matress 

And look at you like, "What's the matter?" 

You better go back to your bed, before I have to act up 

You might be the next one to get ripped you jacker! 

You better not tell the captain 

I might accidentally shoot you with the mack 10 at target practice 

Runnin through the obstacle course, up and across 

Over the logs, five more, damn soldier you strong 

Come on, I wanna be agile and docile 

Break ya legs like popsicle sticks, put you in a hospital 

Stand over top of you, put a pillow over your nostrils 

and just feel so sorrowful 

It doesn't make me feel powerful, it's just a parable 

It's just a rhyme really none of this is tangible 

So don't ask me about it, I won't get angry at you 

And before I get angry, I just won't answer you 

You better go get in shape or lift some weights nigga 

'cause next time I see you I'ma be a ape nigga 

Lemme find out you still callin out my name 

I'll crash into your tourbus with a plane nigga 

[Chorus: 2x] 

[??] 

Fuckin with my freedom, leave a muh'fucker bleedin 

Leave 'em in pain like a infant when he teethin 

It's huntin season, and ya loved ones grievin 

'cause I never back up (no sir) I never back down 

Ask Brown (Ha!) From the bell to the last round 

Face down, dick in the dirt, hit 'em where it hurt 

Make the enemy my lil' bitch in a skirt 

'cause when it rained it poured, this ain't a game it's war 

One goal, one aim son, same as yours 

Alotta pain to endure, terrain to explore 

And I'ma hold my weapon right 'cause I was trained in the Corp 

You don't want no trouble, whole city reduced to rubble 

And we gon' make it happen, quick, fast, and on the double 

Draft me! 

[??] 

So y'all best go get y'all shuffles! 

(Draft me) The situation's gettin ugly 

So who better butt me, and put to sleep the enemy 

Draft me, pass me, the M-16 

Give me a buzz cut, ask me if I give a fuck 

I'm comin out blastin, military four-fashion 

Twelve close castin, for weapons of mass-distraction 

Outlastin, all the privates in my company 

Fightin for my family, and the cats that grew up with me 

My Band of Brothers, rarely just smother the enemy 

Razor blades cut ya face and leave a scar so you remember me 

Lurkin, to leave y'all with bloody red turbans 

Screamin "Jihad!" while y'all pray to a false god 

We ready for, all out war, it's time to settle the score 

Grab a .44 and dump into nigga's door 

Draft me, you ain't even gotta ask me, I'm ready 

With the Rambo machete, using tactics that's deadly 

Draft me, I swear to God, we ready for the Taliban 

Drop the bomb, and huddle with some nuclear laws, come on! 

[Chorus: 2x] 

[Canibus (as Stan)] 

Truthfully, I wouldn't wanna go to war if they asked me 

I'd rather puff hashies and talk about headies and Lassie 

I was just sayin to Canibus last week 

I heard a record called Channel 0 that was mad deep 

When I'm overseas I can't eat, the food is nasty 

Bis has a seafood fancy, I'm allergic to crabby 

G'head draft me, your all in my new family 

I'll have a good time wavin gats at the ??? 

If I get hit, one of the team'll carry me 

So g'head draft me, g'head draft me 

[Chorus: 2x] 

*George W. Bush talking* 

"The only way to pursue peace is to pursue those that threaten it 

We did not ask for this mission, but we will fulfill it..."