Lyrics:
dozen machetes bought from flea markets silently run by the fruiterers, silently run by the butchers, silently run by farmers, silently run by the blue
I cock and shoot like a shotgun
Blow off heads with a shotgun
I killed a soldier at the squadron
You better flee the scene through the front door
and shot me in the face
And blew me off the porch and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh (haha)
Axe in hand, I rose like
time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
Ren said, "Let's start some shit!"
I got a shotgun, and here's the plot
Takin' niggas out
time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
Ren said, "Let's start some shit!"
I got a shotgun, and here's the plot
Takin' niggas out
Everywhere we go they say: "Damn!"
N.W.A's fuckin' up the program
And then you realize we don't care
We don't just say no, we're too busy sayin', "Yeah!"
from you now I'm laid up
Tell that bitch I'll be back by the morning
While I'm at it I'm fuckin' her best friend
Thick girl and I see that now we take
Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
The U.N. is right; you can't be any more "un"
Than you are right now; the U.N. is undone
Another mushroom cloud, another smoking gun
The threat is real,
Collateral damage
In the culture of the gun
John Lennon and Tupac Shakur
Too many songs remained unsung
Kurt Cobain lies unexplained
Slain by his own shotgun
trusted you to
But love is a lie n trust is a fool
I'm justified i ain't got nothin' to prove
Kuz
roses are red but tha money is blue
So it ain't nun
Me and my gun
Will bring a thunderstorm
Chillin with the boys
Shooting ducks at dawn
Drinking root beer
Lets get our game on
Ping pong'n with the boys
begun
Hands over their guns
Laying in the corner
falling down on the floor
See the blood splatter all over the wall
Grab your pistols and your shotguns
You've got that shotgun shine; shame about it,
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.
Woke up this morning
Got a blue moon in your eyes
just don't get too near
'Cause you're gonna get knocked over by a belly full o' beer
Ridin'
Shotgun
Runnin' over land
To the Rio Grande
Take
bedroom
Nuff money buy car by deh twos
One red n deh other dark blue
New money all deh hundreds blue
New pussy n it wet like soup
New chain n me buy a new
on saturn then forget it
Bro got the speaker jumping every minute
Talk bout the trending topic n i been it
I know that they don't like me i ain't tripping
and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in
red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do
was the love?
Here's another sad sad song
How he lived so fast and died so young
I've got Kurt's mic, it's a shotgun
'Cause I hate my life and I wish
you're gonna get knocked over by a belly full o' beer
Ridin'
Shotgun
Runnin' over land
To the Rio Grande
Take the law in hand
To the Rio Grande
Now
these n***** fake they my fucking sons
All on line with all them fucking guns but when he died he ain't have one
Damn how that shit work? damn how that
shooter keep a gun
Put 11 to his back like Trae young
And I'm with my slime my shooter I ain't talking bout young thug
This shotgun hold some slugs
We aim
ever'thing so nothin' is concealed
I'se in the pun'kin patch down by the potter's field
We both know lately we cain't seem to get along
Blues tumbled over me.
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