Jeremiah Jae – My Everything Is Bulletproof lyrics

[Intro]
Soldier: What's wrong with wanting to be a hero?
Officer: Not a thing, it's a very commendable ambition
Jeremiah Jae: Listen up
Man: Nobody feels like a hero with a machine gun popping off at him

[Bridge]
Now what y'all wanna do
Wanna be soldiers
Throw boulders and hold holsters
Who be dipping in the streets with patrollers
On the rise on them pale white horses

[Verse 1]
Camouflage on that outfit
The fleet moves
Training camp, new recruits pay their dues
Burn the brand on your chest
Born to kill
Play the hollywood film
The sergeant get a drill
Run miles in these boots uphill
The sharpest on the field
From blocks where they learn to steal
Piece of cake, he already know the deal
This is ill, for the thrill
We been chewin on canned meals

[Pre-Chorus]
Filling canteens, dreaming up night schemes
Pull up on the other side, turf is icy
Like "it's my hood now"
Homie getting out of line
Tell your man stand down
I don't think they know what time it is
When the sun fall we up
When 1200 on the clock
When the drop stays sharp
Carry on, pray to god

[Chorus]
'Cause while everyone's playing
The enemy's waiting
'Cause while everyone's playing
The enemies move in the night (go)

[Sample]
Man: Does that mean you don't want to be a hero?
Man: It means that I want to be alive

[Bridge]
Now what y'all wanna do
Wanna be soldiers
Throw boulders and hold holsters
Who be dipping in the streets with patrollers
On the rise on them pale white horses

[Verse 2]
From black V8s to armored tanks
Climbing up the ranks for the gold metal plate
To make your soul break
Altered mind states
Tap into the primal ways, Ultra mk
Hands on the bible
Keys to survival
Your best friend in the world is the carbine rifle
Eight round cilps
First day kids
Fut we been the trench for forty hours on the list

[Pre-Chorus]
Filling canteens, dreaming up night schemes
Pull up on the other side, turf is icy
Like "it's my hood now"
Homie getting out of line
Tell your man stand down
I don't think they know what time it is
When the sun fall we up
When 1200 on the clock
When the drop stays sharp
Carry on, pray to god

[Bridge]
Now what y'all wanna do
Wanna be soldiers
Throw boulders and hold holsters
Who be dipping in the streets with patrollers
On the rise on them pale white horses

[Outro]
Officer: You're familiar with Operation Plan R?
Soldier: Yes sir
Officer: Your patrol will enter Village 17 at 400 hours
Announcer: The men get up stiffly. They start down the road, double file. They don't talk now. This is the real stuff