The Iraqis don't go with our flow,
They attack us on our own ground,
We still help their nation though,
They all go against the American will,
So we make them go with our flow,
By using our will and harmonious steel,
My new drug client isn't being the best,
I sold him drugs and he hasn't paid me,
I get my pistol and my bulletproof vest,
I didn't want to resort to have to kill,
Maybe I should send him into distress,
No I will solve it with my harmonious steel,
Three enemies show up on my radar,
All in front of me I wouldn't say far,
I got my SMG sitting in front of me,
Pick it up aim ready to cock and fire,
They spot me and stakes rise higher,
There's no telling what they will feel,
But the pain from my harmonious steel,
Weapons aren't harmonious but still,
The powers are the ones able to kill,
To kill there's nothing better than guns,
Making the guns to be harmonious steel,
