M14, The Rifleman’s Ballad

"M14, The Rifleman’s Ballad" (Intro - Country Twang) Grab a chair by the barn, y’all, hear this tale, M14’s my story, through dust and trail. From the fields to the fight, it’s a legend’s creed, Country hip-hop, ‘bout a rifle’s need! (Verse 1 - Hip-Hop) I’m the M14, born in ‘59’s glow, 7.62 NATO, I’m a heavy-hittin’ flow. Springfield forged me, nine pounds of steel, Wood stock grip, got that country feel. Full-auto roots, from the Garand’s line, Korea’s shadow, I was next in time. 600 meters, I punch through the fray, A marksman’s dream, I’m here to stay! (Chorus - Country Hook) M14, rifleman’s tune, From the battlefield to the harvest moon. Hardwood heart, with a boom so grand, America’s warrior, across the land. Twang in my soul, and a beat that’s tight, M14 rolls through the night! (Verse 2 - Hip-Hop) Vietnam called, I was front and center, Mud and jungle, I’m a tough contender. Selective fire, 700 rounds a blast, But controllin’ my kick? That dream passed fast. Weighed me down, nine-point-four with rounds, Troops swapped me out, for lighter sounds. Still, I shone bright, with a scope on top, DMR vibes, I never flop! (Chorus - Country Hook) M14, rifleman’s tune, From the battlefield to the harvest moon. Hardwood heart, with a boom so grand, America’s warrior, across the land. Twang in my soul, and a beat that’s tight, M14 rolls through the night! (Bridge - Country Rap) Out in the holler, I’m a hunter’s pick, Deer in the woods, I drop ‘em quick. M1A’s my kin, civilian delight, Semi-auto thunder, day or night. Marines still sling me, in Iraq’s hot sand, Enhanced Battle Rifle, I’m back in demand. Heavy as a plow, but my aim’s so true, M14’s the soul of red, white, and blue! (Verse 3 - Hip-Hop) Over 1.5 mil, I’m a legend cast, Replaced by the ‘16, but my spirit lasts. Navy SEALs kept me, for that .308 sting, Long-range love, hear my barrel sing. Wood or fiberglass, I’m a classic breed, From the range to the ridge, I plant the seed. Country roots deep, with a hip-hop flair, M14’s the king, y’all best beware! (Chorus - Country Hook) M14, rifleman’s tune, From the battlefield to the harvest moon. Hardwood heart, with a boom so grand, America’s warrior, across the land. Twang in my soul, and a beat that’s tight, M14 rolls through the night! (Outro - Country Twang) So tip your hat to the M14’s reign, From the foxhole fight to the country lane. A rifleman’s pride, through the years it’s grown, M14, y’all, sittin’ high on the throne!