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big gunz - jamie madrox lyrics

big gunz lyrics
[intro]
…buddy
wait a minute, man, we gotta stick together man, those things are everywhere!
i’m just doing what the voices inside my head tell me what to do, kid, so if they say “blow your f*ckin’ brains out”, i’ll blow your f*ckin’ brains out! cut the person, understand? [?]

[verse 1]
back when the [?] and way before spinners
when rhymes weren’t the size of a four*course dinner
and names were always laced with rockin’ the mic right
not 16 bars of rappers who can’t write
not 16 bars for people who can’t blow
with wraiths and big icе and colorful ringtones
before mеrchandising and enterprising
and multi*million dollar music companies surprising
and macking the business and entertainers everywhere
we’re either too high to notice or too dumb to care
either way, that’s why we’re living in it today
better fight for that deal, for that meal, go away
become another one of them motherf*ckers who got nothin’
broke down, beat up and disgusted
hatin’ on everybody accustomed to takin’ the easy route
so i c*ck back the hammer and i blow they back out (blam, blam!)

[chorus]
here it is, here it comes, it’s another one (blam!)
put up your big guns (blam!), cover your eardrums (blam, blam!)
here it is, here it comes, it’s another one (blam!)
put up your big guns (blam!), cover your eardrums (blam, blam!)
[verse 2]
you don’t need let all those words of hate infiltrate
your common state of mind, although time and again i let ’em in
and they chip away like chisel to stone, decayin’ like bones
[?] alone in the cold of night
too wrong to ever admit that i’m right
but in the back of my head, i’m second guessin’ my best feelin’
my words better serve the purpose to all of them
again, it’s in my head, so i don’t consider it real to feel
repulsed by some of the thoughts that my mind can produce and create out of a simple day
a kind of fascination, i think it’s inside my mind
is to be everything you want me to be and still be me at the same time
that’s the concept better said than done
try to impress myself, not you or anyone anymore
and no, i’m not concerned with the score
i’m concerned with people hearin’ is wigs hittin’ the floor (blam, blam!)

[verse 3]
like a triple down puppy [?]
a hustler and cut*throat, all rolled into one hoe
and swingin’ from my rope chain is the flow game
where you can make bread like cats who flip cocaine
i’m ’bout a wife who’s twice as sweet as a cavity
givin’ you such a high that it defies the law of gravity
i’m magically delicious to any and all b*tches
but i don’t pay ’em no mind cuz i’m focusing on my riches
so they thinkin’ that i’m kinda conceded and condescending at best
but at this moment, i don’t care about your thoughts and interests
and while you’re impressed with my faction [?]
my entourage, my vibe, and my disposition
i’m on a mission and i ain’t stoppin’ for nothin’
and you can put that on the record b*tton, i ain’t frontin’
with no biproduct or artificial inseminance
a pure dose of what blastin’ is, lil’ b*tch! (blam, blam!)
[chorus]
here it is, here it comes, it’s another one (blam!)
put up your big guns (blam!), cover your eardrums (blam, blam!)
here it is, here it comes, it’s another one (blam!)
put up your big guns (blam!), cover your eardrums (blam, blam!)

[outro]
…and the road leads to nowhere….
[*sound of a car crash*]

- jamie madrox lyrics

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