Come on now show me what your gonna serve,
Yeah I want what’s coming what I deserve,
Do you see me running?
No I’m standing strong,
Hear that beat dum-de-drumming all life long,
Your words they hurt but I’ll inser some more deadly,
How you ask because mine come with melody,
I’m naïve at heart but wise at grammar,
So next time you open your gob,
Do so with an appropriate manner.
All the headlines scream what you’ve got up your sleeve,
But I tend not to believe everything I read,
Yeah I believe I’ve got you in my sights,
Get ready for the bang-de-bang-bang!
When I turn out the lights,
My mouth is a gun my throat is the barrel,
My bullets are words look how far they travel,
Now let me load them into the chamber,
Then fire them bang!
My words all spell danger.
Gaz illionaire
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