Rambo Rare Americans

[Intro]
When you're just a pup, your free will is tricky
Knew he was gonna pick me, knew by the Crown Vicky
Said to my breeder, "Sometimes you just know"
Patted me on the head and said, "I'll call you Rambo"

[Verse 1]
We were cruisin', we were bruisin'
We were gunnin', we were runnin'
I mean, people ran the other way
When they saw us comin'
Beat up kids, beat up skids
That's about all we did
You said "we're takin' names, kickin' ass
Winnin' games, makin' stacks
And it don't get any better than that
Any better than that"

[Chorus]
Sit down! Stay!
Good dogs obey
Sit down! Stay!
To the Lord above, to the Lord above
To the Lord above, you pray

[Post-Chorus]
Rambo
Rambo