Epic Rap Battle: Special Forces vs MARSOC Lyrics
MARINE:
We are the Marine Corps the few and the proud (proud)
Screw a quiet clear I’m about to go loud (loud)
I’m going to torture you on this rap I can smell your fear
I’ll waterboard your ass make you re-do sere
You think you’re a shooter but you’re a force multiplier
indigenous forces do the fighting while you call for fire.
I’m the punisher and I’m unleashin the pain
I preferred you better when you were portrayed by john wayne.
Mr. Special forces your green beret
thinking you are so cool in your ODA
Your Probably just ODB trying to be like me
The fucking future of special operations (SOF) community.
SPECIAL FORCES:
Ain’t no stopping me as I spit on these bars
So you better pray to god like, allah akbar.
I’m going eat you on this rap and that aint no lie
You sound sweet bitch, should I call you semper pie
You’re a noobie to the game calling yourself MARSOC
In 2006 you finally decided to join JSOC
We are the quite professionals all I hear from you is bitchin’
All you are is force recon that changed your name for recognition
Sit back and while spit ill lyrics on this track
Your flow is sick wik whack, it stinks you need a tictac
I’m gonna shred to you to pieces from head to your boots
I Spent months in language school so you better iskut
MARSOC:
Pick your head up because your sounded morbib
Take a lesson from me, Always faithful, always forward.
You think your seasoned warriors who break necks
Youre just a little cherry nicknamed 18X
I’m like the Matrix, you’re a thing of the past
Call me Arnold cause “I eat green berets for breakfast”
Best of the best you can’t make the cut
So in love with me your dick is like “ready up!”
If being a green beret is so hard
How come you have groups in the national guard.
Trying to show off to girls with your long tab on
This battles about to end no need for a follow on.
Cause MARSOC CREAM OF THE CROP
2000 meter shot to end this rap like I’m Carlos Hathcock.
SPECIAL FORCES:
Hey diddle diddle straight up the middle
Hey diddle diddle straight up the middle
You’re jealous of my long tab because you can’t get vag
you spent 8 months training and got no badge
You sound like a whiney girl, call you taylor swift
Then I’ll go direct action on your ass, CIF
Your girl dropped her panties set a course for intercourse
Soon as she found out I went through the fucking Q-course
I helped develop SOPs but I ain’t your friend
When all Half of you didn’t get selected you got grandfathered in
I got my glock, cocked, ready to rock
Stitching up every marine in Marsoc
Cause I’m rocking and a rolling never stopping my flow n’ I know you tried your best but give it a rest you can’t mesh with the best
them bearded men who be liberating the oppressed, you can’t pass test, SFAS, got your girlfirned underdressed, yelling distress.
NVGs on while my shooting suppressed, that API through your vest to your chest remember that marine synonomous with the less.
Call me back in five years but for not shut your mouth
Radio check bitch, ODA out.