C130
C130 rollin down the strip.
64 marines on a killin trip.
Mission classified destination unknown,
don’t even know if we’re comin home
Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door,
My knees went weak and i hit the floor.
Jumpmaster picked me up with ease,
and kicked my ass into the breeze.
If my chute don’t open wide.
I have a reserve by my side.
If that one should fail me too.
Look out hell i’m comin through.
Kick ol’ satan in the chest.
And put his ass in the leanin rest.
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