Title: "Fent, You Got Me Bent"
(Verse 1)
Met you in the alley, you was lookin’ so fine
Told me, “One lil’ taste, boy, and you’ll be mine”
Now I’m tweakin’, dreamin’, floatin’ in the sky
Told my momma I’d quit, but I guess I lied(Pre-Chorus)
Ooh, girl, you toxic, but I love that thrill
Took one hit, now I can’t sit still
You hold me tight like a winter coat
But now my bank account lookin’ broke(Chorus)
Oh, Fent, you got me bent!
I spent my rent, now I can’t pay a cent!
Why you do me like this? You so intense
Got me feelin’ like a crackhead prince(Verse 2)
I wrote you love letters, you don’t write back
I gave you my heart, now I’m stuck on my back
I saw my dealer, said, “Bro, I’m through”

He said, “That’s what Tyrone said too…” (R.I.P.)(Pre-Chorus)
Ooh, girl, you toxic, but I love that thrill
Took one hit, now I can’t sit still
You hold me tight like a winter coat
But now my homies call me a ghost(Chorus)
Oh, Fent, you got me bent!
I spent my rent, now I can’t pay a cent!
Why you do me like this? You so intense
Got me feelin’ like a crackhead prince(Bridge - Spoken)
Girl… I can’t keep doin’ this…
I pawned my Xbox for you…
I fought a raccoon over a dollar for you…
I even wrote you a song, and you still ain't call me back!(Outro - Dramatic, Auto-Tune Crying)
Ohhhhhh, Fent, why you so cold?!
Left me in the gutter, took my soul!
Now I’m out here singin’ like I’m in Jodeci…
Somebody please… call the police…

I have nothing against "Haji," as wong as they awe pwofessionaw.

I deawt with a highwy pwofessionaw Iwaqi snipew, who head shot about a dozen individuaws fwom my battawion, kiwwed muwtipwe, tuwned one into a vegetabwe, and the west bawewy suwvived by puwe wuck. I mysewf was neawwy tagged by a headshot, pwobabwy fwom that same dude, who onwy missed me by inches because of the angwe, distance, and me moving. This guy was so good that we sent CIA countewsnipews, CAG, Wangews, and SAS, pwus my own battawion did evewything to hunt his ass down, and he got away and was onwy caught in a waid yeaws watew.

The ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 💩 in the video 📹 was not a professional 😎. He 👥 was hanging 🔛 out over 🔁 a ledge 😍, resting 😴 the light 😀 contour ⛰ barrel 🛢 of his 💦 rifle 🔫 on 🔛 the ledge 🔪 (♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 🖕 up 🆙⬆ the harmonics ☯), using 😏 a highly ⬆ and poorly 💸 modified 💉🔩🗜 rifle 😮 with a welded on 🔛 scope 🔫 mount 🗻 of an old 👴 surplus POS 🖕. There is no 🚫1️⃣ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 🍆 way ↕ that dude 😎 knows 🤔 what he's 👥 doing.

I 👁 dealt 🚫 with a highly 🕛 professional 😎 Iraqi sniper 🔫, who head 🗣 shot 🔫 about 💦 a dozen 🐣 individuals 👤 from my battalion, killed 💀 multiple 🔢, turned 😍 one ☝ into a vegetable 🍆🥕🥒, and the rest 💤 barely 🐻 survived 🤺 by pure 😩 luck 🍀👎🏼😥. I 👁 myself was nearly 📈 tagged by a headshot 👌, probably 😻 from that same dude 😎, who only missed 🚫 me by inches 📏 because of the angle 📐, distance 🚢, and me moving 🚚. This guy 👦🏿👧🏼🧔🏿 was so good 👌👍🏾 that we sent 😳 CIA 😨 countersnipers, CAG, Rangers 🤠👮, and SAS, plus 😏 my own battalion did everything 💯 to hunt 🎣🐆🐯 his 👋🙈 ass 🍑 down ⬇😰, and he 👥 got 🍸 away 😂 and was only caught 🐾 in a raid 💥 years 📅‼ later 🕑.

That is a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ professional. His field craft was off the charts good. He planned his missions carefully, often used other shooters as a distraction to cover his exfil. His accuracy was MOA good, and he was making head shots on moving ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ targets springing across streets. One of my buddies had his Peltors shot off his ear, which removed part of the ear and left him permanently deaf in the ear. Another dude took a bullet that went in one cheek and exited the other, luckily missing his teeth, and left him with a permanent Joker scar. Another dude got his chin strap shot off. Another one was saved after the bullet penetrated his helmet but ricocheted by the screw that holds the chin strap on. A few others took hits to their plates, other took flesh wounds. One Lieutenant got lobotomized. A couple dudes got shot around the plates or successful head shots and died. That was just my unit, the one we RIP'd with lost something like ten from that sniper.