Bullets Galore

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Yo, bust a buck to get beat down Some run up, but we freestyle Pop a pope, the buck's heatin' now Love the rush where he screams out Gordy, go give it to me I have an career, [a soul have 'em mail, smoke cane?], fuck what you spittin' to me But this man without his balls on his dick Either a transsexual, you always a bitch But we ain't ready for this fight that's why we callin' it [clique?] It keeps gettin' punched all over your shit I'll bundle a tomb off the Holland at the settle of moon See 'em wrecked up, packed up money, I'll be crumblin' soon People like to call me wicked, I heard it all before Look man, I am horrorcore, where's Prozak? Mike E. Clark, please close the door I never been in this zone before, what the fuck?! [Chorus] Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more [Verse 2] Nights like this, I might fight my bitch Slice your wrist, then put a razorblade to my baby face I write the shit to make the crazy say I'm great I'll bite ya tits out, shake ankles 'til they break Sometime I feel like nauseous, I'm godson Y'all dummies couldn't beat me if we was competin', then you're the one Step to the paces, amen and he's facin' You need about eight fistin' 'em, so that means with the stage was still You're in jail, the turbulence came the courage changed Into a hurricane with pourin' rain, Gordy's the name But the issue of you will takin' to his head of you Will smittle you will shit on you Heatin' Swishers flip my brain's blow The Kingstone, I swing blow, the cave dome stolen the rain's drove Came home with chainsaw, a sick man smokes a lotta hash I been bad my pen and pad is witchcraft [Chorus] Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor Why'd ya heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more
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Credits
- Writers
- King Gordy