Lyrics:
must face Joe Biden Attack!
Joe Biden Attack!
Guns blazing, missiles launching
The president's mech suit is charged
Beany demons trembling in fear
to die
It's all dying
Birds are crying
Sun is down low
Rivers won't flow
Rose with his gun and went outdoors
By my window did what was needed
Rose with his
hathh rose farhke..
Oh shehar tere firra ni meh gehdi maarda
Gun vichh raund hathh rose farhke!
Ni ahha rose tere jehay ja tu rose wargi
Shhaddhe phullan
Teck 9 close by touch 'em up
I shoot n****s in the mouth boy pucker up
Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the f***
Where the hell all these new p****
em know how real this is
M-O-B-B, D-double-E-P wit bounty killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q-U-double-E-N-S, my bomb
M O be be, D double E P wit Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q you double E N S, my bomb borough, till the day of my
Yeah yeah its been a while since I fucking smiled
I'm going crazy baby yeah I'm going fucking wild
Guns blazing turn that bitch into an only child
they own child
Ms. Rose nerves get bad, but still she gon' smile
And me I'm on some squad shit and some debate it
But I know they love it way more
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
mess
He had a gun on his hip and a rose on his vest
Cause Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
(Bo Diddley's a gunslinger)
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
(Bo
I'm trapped on this mountain
Two more hours 'til dawn
If they'd come in the morning
I'll have both guns drawn
I looked down the canyon
I can see
woman
I just built her a new house, she ain't runnin' from nothin'
B and Slim, them niggas still love me like they own child
Ms. Rose nerves get bad,
a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang
You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I
By Thomas McKee
Hi and howdy doody.
I'm a union man
You can call me Rudy.
Any of you boys not paid up on your cards?
You know I'm pleased
first
(I hope they ready)
A lot of p**** n**** talk like bro
Little runnin' they mouth
That is till run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth
and questions plain as your nose
But who would believe a little rose?
Winners and losers in love with themselves
No Santa Claus no happy elves
In this
flat
Copper bullet a fly thru yuh New Yankee hat
Nyam bullet like carrot yuh
Madda fuckin Parrot
Mi a talk like dem all dead pon di spot
And him nyam by
sure u stay on point n never lack
I said i love u, be safe n watch ya back
This for my young bulls
My little wild ass young bulls
What u need dat gun
this statement
It's not about East or West
It's about n****z and b****es
Power and money, riders and punks
Which side are you on?
Gun c***ed, six
a gully you shall be free I jumped a rose bush you shall be free
You shall be free when the good lord sets you free
Vpreacher an' a rooster had
like a 100 pair of them bitches I don't even know which ones to wear
Hahaha
Let's goooo
2020 I fucked around and I found my zone
You be repping by
right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody
belong
N' I rode hard in the saddle
With my ol' paint horse n' my gun
I wandered the trail
I drove the Chisholm
Met with Cheyenne
Rode seldom seen
By
at all
Guns blazing in this mothaf***a
Till I fall
Or I just getting tired to finesse all y’all
Damn is this dude already sign nope
Nah but I still go ham
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