Camouflage Hater
Camouflage hater disguised in a suit that blends in
with the natives
Pretending to be friendly trying to figure me out
got a sneaky look to you and it's creeping me out
Trying to get ammunition to put in your gun so when
things go bad
You can shot me with the same bullets I put in
your gun
Now you ready to unload because your covers
been blown
Camouflage hater I knew your position all along
because the only conversation you had was always
about something you could use to sneak attack
me with later on
No explanation needed fact is your a hater smile on
your face to blend in with the natives
See I knew your position all along your a
camouflage hater who's covers been blown
Copyright © Kenneth Crookshank | Year Posted 2016
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