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RULES of ENGAGEMENT
Written by: Dirty Six and R-Sinal
Produced by: “Dirty Six” for Dirty Sample Productions


It’s quite simple all we need is ammo and troops, camoflodged suits,
Got the map in my boots - continue,
Circulate the area pinpoint attack zone,
Take out the guard come in thru the back door,
Prepare for invasion tear gas is spreading thru the whole barics,
No one expected until they heard my weapons,
Firing led at your privates and generals,
Sergeants, captains – here’s a bomb full of anthrax,
With a gas mask enter a top-secret basement,
Steel your files chip your computers with a virus,
Have my pilots destroy scud missiles and tanks,
Warships, submarines or any type of schemes,
Gather up my troops threw my radio – six cover me I’m going out,
I think they’ve gone back for help,
I’m low on ammunition so I feel these suckers swarming,
I’ll be on stand-by till you get your men going,


“It’s WAR” We all fight till the end, ill men never give in, cock and load,
“It’s WAR” Fire weapons, hit solders and civilians, then fall back, and reload,
“It’s WAR” This is survival of the fittest, do you get it, state of mine suicide mode,
“It’s WAR” Who gives a fuck any more, look at the death toll, after thee bombs explode,
“It’s WAR” We all fight till the end, ill men never give in, cock and load,
“It’s WAR” Fire weapons, hit solders and civilians, then fall back, and reload,
“It’s WAR” This is survival of the fittest, do you get it, state of mine suicide mode,
“It’s WAR” Who gives a fuck any more, look at the death toll, after thee bombs explode,


They come without warning - kill their platoon soon as they storm in,
They’ve been had – I got a hold of their informant,
R-sinal we’re going in Sacred round up your men,
No time to brief them, just let them know many will die before morning,
Enter the barricades guns blazing, launching grenades,
First fleet taken out, the second infiltrates,
Equipped with info-reds – dodge the laser beams,
I’m out of magazines – worthless m-sixteen’s,
Pull out my blade I’m going psycho violently sticking opponents,
And strangle their Asses with their own intestines,
My raw methods gave a glimpse thru my fiber optics,
And stained a canvas, unholy paintings of my war captives,
Just enough to make them lower their weapons,
Fuck taking prisoners line them up for executions,
You took the life from ten of my men I’m seeking revenge,
With no regard – for the rules of engagement,


“It’s WAR” We all fight till the end, ill men never give in, cock and load,
“It’s WAR” Fire weapons, hit solders and civilians, then fall back, and reload,
“It’s WAR” This is survival of the fittest, do you get it, state of mine suicide mode,
“It’s WAR” Who gives a fuck any more, look at the death toll, after thee bombs explode,
“It’s WAR” We all fight till the end, ill men never give in, cock and load,
“It’s WAR” Fire weapons, hit solders and civilians, then fall back, and reload,
“It’s WAR” This is survival of the fittest, do you get it, state of mine suicide mode,
“It’s WAR” Who gives a fuck any more, look at the death toll, after thee bombs explode



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