Yeah, C'mon C'mon
Give us everything that you got, c'mon c'mon

Yeah, calm and collected as the breath of Chris Kyle
Hoppin' on his fourth tour when s**** wild
Started at ground level, now we on the rooftop
I had to clear the streets out it's gettin' too hot
We in the belly of the beast, like the Presidential seat inside a limousine
Bulletproof to an extent
That depends on what type of weapons they sent
And whether or not they hit at face level
Life been gettin’ deeper, God been turnin’ up my bass level
Only judge me on my grace level
Know I was born to fly at ace level
That’s why I train for it
You want it all you got to aim for it
A King’s reign came from brainstorming, ugh
Then from grinding like a soldier might
My dogs under bark and over bite, yikes
To anybody who’s willing to pick a fight
Or cross the line of doing wrong from what’s right
Gettin’ busy on sight

Yeah, moving as one, drop lower or we all gon’ rise
Yeah, you take one of ours down, then it’s eye for an eye
C’mon, see us moving like water through a city on fire
It stays in you when the mission is over
‘Till you live it, can’t get into the mind of a soldier

No way
Yeah, take a trip into the mind of a soldier
Keep turning like water through a city on fire
Before we jump is the only moment of silence
Go

Take a trip into the mind of a soldier
Yeah, c’mon c’mon
Give us everything that you got, c'mon c'mon

And this ain’t my first rodeo
I hear distortion on the radio
They cut the mainline
It’s all good, we all ready when it’s game time
The plot twisted as a gang sign
If it’s in defense of your home land
Would you kill a man with your own hands?
Those among who question the whole plan
Then those with trigger fingers giving evil no chance
It’s on sight

Yeah, moving as one, drop lower or we all gon’ rise
Hey, you take one of ours down, then it’s eye for an eye
C’mon, see us moving like water through a city on fire
It stays in you when the mission is over
‘Till you live it, can’t get into the mind of a soldier

Nah
No way
Yeah, take a trip into the mind of a soldier
Keep turning like water through a city on fire
Before we jump is the only moment of silence
C’mon

(Guitar Solo)

How could we just let go?
To see my son come home