Текст песни Guillotine - John Anthony

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My attitude's in the baddest mood, I could grab a dude
And shove a bag of shroom up his ass and see what happens to 'em
Stabbin' a few pedestrians, with a epipen
Bent a kids neck for his bicycle, snapped it like a twig
I gotta proposition for these cocky bitches
Rip the condom off, I'll jizz on your nostrils until the snot be drippin'
Then fuck a bitch and slip a roofie in her drink
And drive around the block and drop the bitch off at her poppa's crib and ditch it
I'm feelin' calmer than usual, Jeffrey Dahmer, reduced to a juvenile
Starvin' without the pain of pharmaceuticals
Droppin' a deuce in the coffin of your momma's funeral
Coppin' the diamond rock from her finger to make her not as beautiful
A chronic user like Snoop and a box of hookahs
I squat when I poop and I'm droppin' a nuke
In my pocket I'm using a rocket, a ruger, a glock and bazooka
To drop on you like Osama would do if he had to block a maneuver, I'ma

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I'm coming in like a gust of wind
I'ma troubled kid with a clustered head
And a busted limb, with a disgusted grin
I'm flustered with a bunch of meds and I stuff them right under the bed
I must've been bluffin' I guess
Huh, (Nope)
'Cause I got
Half of my meter filled, I don't gotta keep it real
Knock you down faster than a fucking bag of sleeping pills
Grabbin' the liter of diet Pepsi and nine ecstasy pills
Smoke it with reefa and see how high that it gets me
Bitch, I don't comprehend that fact of having common sense
Wrapping tape around my hand so I don't ever drop the pen
You try to copy me, stop it, obviously you hopping on my cock
So get the fuck off it before I drop you dead
I'm not the type to be taken for granted
Go and say that I'm fake again
And I'll take your neck and basically slant it
You fuckin' with me, I'll pull out the hockey mask and machete
And stalk your ass when I'm ready, like I'm Jason or Freddy
I carjack, in the back where you parked at
With a black little hardcap, and a bag full of armed tactical guns
With a part mag, and a pack of cigars stashed in my pocket jeans
Like I hit the lottery and the slot machines
Walking out this bitch and I'm rockin' my Tony Hawk tee
That I bought for me, on top of my game like it's monopoly
Gotta be constantly where I got to be
It's hypocrisy 'cause honestly nobody is stoppin' me
Obviously I

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I'll be back in your radar and lay your ass in the graveyard
I relax when I lay bars and kick is back like I'm Neymar
You ain't a rapper, you a disaster waiting to happen
I got more talent in my left pinky, then half of you faggots
I've been back on a mission, master this craft that I'm dishing
Back when you fucking bitches were still sucking your mothers tits
If you think this shit is no different than any genre you listen
Then pick up the microphone, I wanna see if you spittin'
Bitches, you fuck with this rap, I'll lay you up on the track
You went from nothing to something? I don't give a fuck where you at
I've had enough of this crap, I ain't gon' search for affection
I rather murder your ass and have you deserve what you gettin'
Faggots, you learning your lesson?
I know you sit and observing but I prefer to address it
In case you not heard the message
Misinterpret my verses, thinking you certainly threatened
I'll have you nerds get served on a sequel to Words Are Weapons, 'cause I'ma

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