Dan Bull - Black Opsing It lyrics

With a set of specific
Instructions to bust in
From Alaskan backwoods, recapture Frank Woods
You'll never find a finer example of manhood
Look, capping crooks like Captain
Hook I'm that good
Snapping necks like matchwood, you bastard
I've got a taste for pain as if I drank blood
I haven't seen your face in ages
Have a man hug

Shoot at me and I'll shoot you back
The future's bleak? Nah, the future's black
I said, shoot at me and I'll shoot you back
The future's bleak? Nah, the future's black
I'm Black Opsing it
(brap) pop the clip into my pistol
Now watch this shit

I'm a Vietnam vet, the damn best
Messing with your head as
If I'm Russian Roulette and yet
I'm a respectable professional and
Best of all i'm the closest that you'll ever
Get, to being Charlton Heston, fool
I was the best in school, exceptional
But then I left it all to get some tools
And head back to the future
Stealth action shooter
CIA man, Marine Captain Trooper


To battle Alex Mason
That'd take some adaptation
I'm the line between rivalry and annexation
Now I'm handing the plate on to David
For another generation of bullet penetration
As enemies are taken out without hesitation
For stealth infiltration or sheer devastation