I've Got Literally Millions Of Guns
MC Hammersmith
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I've got literally millions of guns I've got literally millions of guns It sounds unlikely, but listen to me son I've got literally millions of guns Millions of guns to put the heat on these goons I'm packed with iron like red meat and legumes And every single gun I carry brings hard heat Yeah, I said the kid is strapped like a car seat Guns make me cool, I've discovered 'Cos I'm not your dad, but I've got loads of tools in the cupboard So come for me at night, you'll find it distressing I'll take shots in the dark like I'm wildly guessing There'll be no ammo left once the bullets are sprayed I'll clear out the chamber just like a maid I'll pistol whip rappers, with my gun I'm hostile These squares will get battered with the iron: waffles Carrying a gun is my beautiful swag I tote the strap: reusable bag 12 inch barrel on my machine gun's best Yeah I'll serve you with the footlong sub: Eat Fresh I've got literally millions of guns I've got literally millions of guns Paying for all the storage space isn't fun I've got literally millions of guns I stay ready gripping two guns that could click shots On the pulse with both hands strapped like a wristwatch I'll laugh as my two pistols clap and such Haha, boom boom: Basil Brush You'll blaspheme in shock at my nine millimetre Arms out - "Jesus!" - Christ the redeemer By day or by night, my gun totes a raw power Call the chamber Ronnie Barker, cos it's open all hours Step to my gun as I'm downtown amblin', You'll get the nine fast, like a Countdown champion Gun to your face, so you know it gets bad I'll clap at your mug, son: world's best dad Clutch an automatic rifle when I sleep to stay feared Yeah I got the AR in bed, like beard And sleep gripping a carbine for deadly purposes I lay by the M4: Reading Services I've got literally millions of guns I've got literally millions of guns Counting them all makes my trigger finger numb I've got literally millions of guns There'll be screams when I fire my weaponry When I open up, there'll be cries: like therapy My gun shoots clean and hardest Your gun jams on display: farmers market I'll fire my gun in the street and go viral I mac entire crowds, no Michael Gun's always loaded, yeah I'm an honest fellow Grip the stick, big shell: Donatello You'll know what I've got when I'm tucking chromes With this .22 one be suspect, Holmes Pop-a-dominant shot as I'm gripping the steel I'll bharji-n with the cobra like an Indian meal Cover the trigger, my sight is fixed Two fingers on the biscuit: like a Twix So my gun's to your head, and I better declare I'm aimin' to that like I'm ending a prayer I've got literally millions of guns I've got literally millions of guns I think you get the point, the rap is now done I've got literally millions of guns
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