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Текст песни Sage Francis - Gunz Yo

Sage Francis - Gunz Yo слова песни

I`m on fire, I`m on fireMe too, Me tooGunz yoI keep one in my pillowcaseIt keeps me safe when I sleepStill I keep awakeWhat if my dream girl pays a midnight visitI see the world through the scope but I gain no insight with itWhen I get introspective I put the safety onMake these songs with the biscuits sittin` in my shakey palmsI`m a man now (a real man)Not the one who went to two colleges groveling over meal plans (nah)I`m staring at the ceiling fanAll wide-eyedAmazed by the ways the blades break the silenceI used to be afraid of firin`The sound was startlin`But now I`m startin` to hate the quiet momentsMight remind you of a mic like the way I hold itTo the grillA homophobic rapperUnaware of the graphic nature of phallic symbolsTragically ironic (suckin` off each others gats and pistols)I got more back issues than guns and ammoCuz my uzi ways a tonAnd I never let go of the handleHangin` on to mommy`s pantlegDouble fistedKnee deep in shells kickin balisticsThis dick! is a detachable penisAn extension of my manhood position like a fetusAn intraveinous hookup feeds bullets to my magazineNevermind your bulletsMy pistol is a sex machineGunz yo (sex ma- sex machine)(One, two, there you go-a)Bust itI got another gunI keep it in my briefcaseIt keeps me safe at my workplaceCubicle gangster whos in need of his personal space(Angster of love) Cause I`m able to look girls in their faceCause I know that only stupid people increase the birth ratesI`m just about dumb enough to hold up a sperm bankMake my demands and then facilitate fur tradesEmpty the bird cageAnd release the mermaidsI got a water gun (what)I keep it in my mouthIt keeps me safe from the things I like to speak aboutBut words are leakin` outAnd all these smiles that are crackleI`m like damnI`m on the verge of collapseThere ain`t no turnin` backIn factI can`t hold down my fluidsCan`t retract statementsWithout water displacementFlooded the basementThen sought refugeRemoved my waterproof vest then I kicked off my wet shoesMade it to dry land pistol in handFistfulls of ammo riding on a camel in the desert sandLucid dreamsAre a lot like computer screensPeople have pretentios conversations but I shoot the breezeBlow a hole straight through their long winded theoriesHold my own and make songs for them sing with meIt`s the same type of heat that Millie usedTo break the ice with Santa Clause when she made him sing the christmas bluesCapitalists strung her up for killin` himEvery manufactured holiday they sacrifice another victimBefore wartime depression sets inI get to steppin`And shoe shine my weaponI`m hemroidI`m the leaderYou`re dead like De LaI hold my crotch like a nine milimeterGunz yo (nine milimeter)(I`m on fire, I`m on fire)(Me too, me too)(Sex ma- sex machine sex machine)(One, two, there you go-a)

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