OPERATION DESERT STORM Lyrics – Bars Johnson

Fame is the only one that ain’t a f#ckin question
I don’t smoke – yeah, I vape
Hate myself more than the music I make
{?} I see through that nonsense

I know I try but I kill with no conscience
Misery, concept, eternal conflict
We gon storm the desert when they
Grab our f#ckin weapons

If I see my enemy I send his #ss to Heaven
Why are we even over there in the
f#cking first place
Arms race

(We gon lose)
Only desert that he catchin is my f#cking eagle
Ima stomp out all the hatred willing {?} evil
Why we go around killing all these

Innocent people
(OIL!)
We gon storm the desert
I might lose a f#ckin limb

I’ve been going through the motions
But the futures looking grim
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Bars Johnson Lyrics – OPERATION DESERT STORM

Bars Johnson

OPERATION DESERT STORM