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[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?], f*ck 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 quits
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 pros at?
Mike E. Clark, please close the door
I never been in this home before, what the f*ck?!
[Chorus]
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you 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 current changed
Into hurricane with pourin' rain, Gordy's the day
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 smoke a lot of hash
I've been bad, my pain and pad is swift craft
[Chorus]
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more
Bullets galore, the shells hit the floor
Why'd you heard was Gordy? Don't shoot me no more

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