gunn

Some say I'm laid back- must've my self a sole
Heard a couple of lines bout some coward being the best
Mouthafu*cker u know who u are, u the best clown amongst the rest
My catering mind got me in ya hood n' all I see is death
Fu*ckin' wit GUNN in ya lines, one quick call u knw the rest
I'm a dude wit an attitude, fu*ck that Doc Dre n' NWA a sh*t
Certified D.W.A.F, cusz I Dine Wit ya At ya Funeral ~(DWAF)~
I clear chases and reenact flows of death for ya funeral
Where the clown at? I knw he knw I'm on black dressed for his funeral
Edosio or bolafuck gon' need "verbal medic" by the end of this funeral
His balls sizes pathetic, I'll remove "appendix" with an "intense grip"
you's "lower class" "text battler" wit' miniscule techs' goin' through menopause
My skills flow "raptures" as I split this fools chests I knw no pause
I'll reach in and yank yous breaths out, give you a "soul" tug
Plus thus weak flows you bank on, u might need a dynamite before they blow up
You laugh and play the exhibition battle card fake internet thug
I'm attached to rap, sorry for the damages, Someone give him hug
I'ma bash this fools, make'em out to seem like a fat joe and big pun
Yo, my punishments add up in instances quicker than his beefs fund
you's finished the moment you holla'd "GUNN in it", duckin' this "vicious" gift
Wut's this bitch gon' do after bein' whipped? maybe a fu*ckin' dishwasher
you'z ridin' this hood ~ so I "slam breaks" ~ and threw E to the road,
Coming at me with "gas weighted lines" ~ I'll give you this "Fend" to "Dome
Like a bitch u is I'll get to ya' G-spot and shove a "tool" down to make u horny
Give you a little "beatbox", "defuse" you and wash ya corpse like erosion