chapter 2 - cookie monsturr lyrics
i’m f*cking gunning b*tch
i f*ck with nothing, call your bluff & hit the cannabis
i get to running sh*t, give me the reins, i’ll politic the game like governments
i’m f*cking gunning b*tch
i f*ck with nothing, call your bluff, i f*cking told you this
i get a run at sh*t, i’d change the game, you b*tches names are over with, get over it..
or i’ll get you over it, catapult you hoes & throw your sh*t like a nolan pitch, two bowls & i hit that holy rolling stoner sh*t
known to spit alone, but only knowing this is not enough to f*ck with me, i’m so legit, like cutlery i gut the beat
never seen streets but learned about em from my idols, vitals organs pump the necessary blood to keep me viral
ice inside the veins is pumping, coming for the title, sight’ll fail when i impale your eyes with cyanide when i decide i’m gunning
running, screaming, like it’s gonna save you heathens, blasphemy! you blaspheme me, i blast at you, so straighten up you b*tch, adjust your attitude, had enough of battling you f*ggots, move! make way for badder dudes, you mad? take a stab at you with gratitude, my pleasure, measure you & size you up you trick, i laugh at you, hahaha, how could you come at a dude like me whose catalog would f*cking scatter you? f*cking radical, so cut the chatter fool, & let the baddest show you chapter 2..
i’m f*cking gunning b*tch
i f*ck with nothing, call your bluff & hit the cannabis
i get to running sh*t, give me the reins, i’ll politic the game like governments
i’m f*cking gunning b*tch
i f*ck with nothing, call your bluff, i f*cking told you this
i get a run at sh*t, i’d change the game, you b*tches names are over with, get over it..
i’m g*g*gunning, tr*tr*tryna get my money right, f*f*f*f*f*firing these missiles, call it counterstrike, an act of valor, i devour mics
never been one to cower, never been a minute that i didn’t shine, when i put my mind to the page, in a rage when you useless fools abuse the rules of my game, use the tools to rule in my lane, oh, you mad? your b*tchass gets slain, get up i’ll amass that mother f*cking pain b*tch, order you a gravesite, spill it on the page, write h*lla fight music, spell it out for use with nooses, when a mother f*cker steps to me, gets toothless, who’s this?, uh
celebrated nuisance delegating music, h*lla brain fused with enervated oomph, it’s stellar when i rain, trained geller in the brain, cinderella tale, i tell a b*tch to brain me, while i get zany with a bit of grainy weed, in a lane with steeds, in the lead mayne, stay with me, hang with me, hang & see, anger bleed from the veins in me
feels insane to be baring fangs but things have changed, the game’s liu kang, newfangled danger, see? i’m angellic, but basically, if you wanna get into a thing with me, get up in a mother f*cker’s face to see the anger’s fee, separate you & a crew of dudes, try to mother f*cking bang with me..
i’m f*cking gunning b*tch
i f*ck with nothing, call your bluff & hit the cannabis
i get to running sh*t, give me the reins, i’ll politic the game like governments
i’m f*cking gunning b*tch
i f*ck with nothing, call your bluff, i f*cking told you this
i get a run at sh*t, i’d change the game, you b*tches names are over with, get over it, you b*tch!
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