Da GUNT - LANDMINE
Produced by DopeBoyzMuzic
Artwork by GonzoSchool GonzoSchool
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Lyrics:
stop fuckin' with the G.U.N.T.
'cause i'm a landmine motherfucker, you should tread gently
they know what i'm about and still bitches wanna tempt me
and now they're face down on the ground, minus ten feet
G.U.N.T.
'cause i'm a landmine motherfucker, you should tread gently
they know what i'm about and still bitches wanna tempt me
G.U.N.T
damn horse pubic hair grows at a tragic rate
she's been tying it up in cornrows and fucking magic braids
shame you ain't friends with the razor blade
'cause it's seen less of that puss
than i've seen since we got married may
ralph finna take us to that scary place
and force your hairy space all up in harry's face
morris about as brainless as a vickers or a faith is
run little horsey back to your zoophiliac rapist
crap i got carried away
dragged to the crack shack (promised you san tropez)
there's no going back, now what's your old man gon' say?
when you pose for the snaps and show him your snatch okay?
why do the crazy hitches wind up in vegas?
why do the plainest bitches wind up as plaintiffs?
after all these switches, do they not know what AIDS is?
why did my world championship belt end up on craigslist?
bitch-ass nigga, think i won' grab the kalashnikov?
unleash a rochester massacre
or get a match lit up, light up a trans gash-licker
whatever turns you to ash quicker
'copters flying overhead
and i don't mean the ones they keep deploying right over my daddy's shed
got caught coppin' a liquid shit
back to her dad she went, with a message:
stop fuckin' with the G.U.N.T.
'cause i'm a landmine motherfucker, you should tread gently
they know what i'm about and still bitches wanna tempt me
and now they're face down on the ground, minus ten feet
G.U.N.T.
'cause i'm a landmine motherfucker, you should tread gently
they know what i'm about and still bitches wanna tempt me
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
so how's the satan spawn? oops! didn't know my mic was on
guess i gotta tighten the rules around having devices hon'
i don't wanna but you wouldn't you rather shit be nice and fun?
'cause i got these vices and you don't know how i might respond
slap a judge, rape a jury, i smell like a maker's brewery
mind is gone, ain't no one could ever cure me
no brain and no brawns, only the naked fury
to hire the world's best ghostwriter to write this song
observe the house rules - shutup pantsu!
don't dare tell me what i can and what i can't do
pay the bills bitch, it ain't richmond this is cancun
don't say that i can't say nigger, yes i can coon
in return for the flagellate
have a drawing of some kids, six seven eight for you to masturbate
bet you didn't think you'd learn maths today
since you ran away from my stiff three right into a flaccid eight
harry got his horse back, now he brings the cavalry
so i pen an apology, that shoulda gave him clarity
but all this fat nigga wants to do is have a stab at me
and thinks that i won't stab back (revenge pornographically)
or maybe you just love me?
maybe you want me to take care of you
same way that your daughter took care of me (faggot)
but you're so far in the closet harry
only way you'll take a swing is if you take that sling
and do like david carradine
stop fuckin' with the G.U.N.T.
'cause i'm a landmine motherfucker, you should tread gently
they know what i'm about and still bitches wanna tempt me
and now they're face down on the ground, minus ten feet
G.U.N.T.
'cause i'm a landmine motherfucker, you should tread gently
they know what i'm about and still bitches wanna tempt me
YOU WON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THIS!