It's a sick, sick world. . Die laughing, die with passion. Die fast and go out blasting. When the only thing that matters is. G. I. Joe's. . This world is less complex I suppose.
Take the bullet between my mandibles. It's the path I chose. Took life and I grabbed the balls. I rose like an animal. And the jungle taught me to handle foes.
growing up as a young buck, there wasn't too much. that i could touch. and i was in a rush to get a taste of. the good life. and people told me i was a waste of a.