Short Burst

Yeahhh.
Weight low.
Bipod down.
Line hot.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Slow rate.
Rapid rate.
Fire.
Fire.
Fire.
Short burst hold it down.
Long burst shake the ground.
Slow rate pick your sound.
Rapid rate burn it down.
Fire,
fire,
fire
but I keep
my mind cold.
Fire,
fire,
fire
still got control.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Fire,
fire,
fire.
I don't spray wild,
I don't waste my breath,
I lay hate flat
where the shadows step.
Light machine rhythm
with the chest compressed,
Every pulse in the dark
got a weight to test.
Belt fed thoughts running hot
through pain,
Dust in the teeth
and a face
full of rain.
Barrel glow red
but the soul stay plain,
I don't chase
chaos I maintain.
Short burst
for the doubt in me.
Long burst for the enemy.
Slow rate
when the mind gets mean.
Rapid rate
when the world turns clean.
I learned in the dirt
where the weak men fold,
How to hold
that line
when the blood runs cold.
How to eat
that fear
and return it bold,
How to turn
that rage
into something controlled.
Short burst hold it down.
Long burst shake the ground.
Slow rate pick your sound.
Rapid rate burn it down.
Fire,
fire,
fire
but I keep
my mind cold.
Fire,
fire,
fire
still got control.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Fire,
fire,
fire.
LMG talk
like a drum
in the trench,
Kick in the shoulder,
grip locked tense.
Smoke rolls thick
through a broken fence,
Pressure don't ask
if it all makes sense.
Short command,
hard breath,
eyes stay flat,
No wasted motion,
no turning back.
Steel sings low
when the night turns black,
And the whole line moves
when the first round cracks.
Fire team heavy,
move as one,
No lone wolf
when the work gets done.
Cover that left,
hold that run,
White flash,
black smoke,
dead sun.
Slow rate let
the moment stretch.
Rapid rate put weight
on the edge.
Short burst cut through stress.
Long burst make
the dark confess.
You hear the thunder.
but he hears time.
You see the fire.
he sees the line.
I don't lose control.
I become it.
Short burst hold it down.
Long burst shake the ground.
Slow rate pick your sound.
Rapid rate burn it down.
Fire,
fire,
fire
but I keep
my mind cold.
Fire,
fire,
fire
still got control.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Fire,
fire,
fire.
Head pounding hard
like a war drum snap,
Trigger finger tremor
but the aim comes back.
Teeth still cracked
from the last attack,
Tongue cut deep
but I still talk facts.
I'm not dangerous
I'm weaponized.
Not blind rage
I'm pressure timed.
LMG rhythm in the ribs
and spine,
Belt keeps feeding
like a dark design.
Every burst got weight,
every pause got mind,
Every line I cross
got a reason behind.
I don't celebrate
when the smoke goes thin,
I just reload what
the world put in.
If evil keeps
crawling back again,
Then fire discipline turn
into sin.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Slow rate.
Rapid rate.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Slow rate.
Rapid rate.
Fire.
Fire.
Fire.
Short burst hold it down.
Long burst shake the ground.
Slow rate pick your sound.
Rapid rate burn it down.
Fire,
fire,
fire
but I keep
my mind cold.
Fire,
fire,
fire
still got control.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Fire,
fire,
fire.
Short burst.
Long burst.
Fire,
fire,
fire.
Yeahhh.
Line cold.
Smoke low.
I kept control.