guillotine - john anthony (rap) lyrics
[hook]
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
[verse 1]
my attitude’s in the baddest mood, i could grab a dude
and shove a bag of shroom up his ass and see what happens to ’em
stabbin’ a few pedestrians, with a epipen
bent a kids neck for his bicycle, snapped it like a twig
i gotta proposition for these c*cky b*tches
rip thе condom off, i’ll jizz on your nostrils until the snot be drippin’
then f*ck a b*tch and slip a roofiе in her drink
and drive around the block and drop the b*tch off at her poppa’s crib and ditch it
i’m feelin’ calmer than usual, jeffrey dahmer, reduced to a juvenile
starvin’ without the pain of pharmaceuticals
droppin’ a deuce in the coffin of your momma’s funeral
coppin’ the diamond rock from her finger to make her not as beautiful
a chronic user like snoop and a box of hookahs
i squat when i p**p and i’m droppin’ a nuke
in my pocket i’m using a rocket, a ruger, a glock and bazooka
to drop on you like osama would do if he had to block a maneuver, i’ma
[hook]
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
[verse 2]
i’m coming in like a gust of wind
i’ma troubled kid with a cl*stered head
and a busted limb, with a disgusted grin
i’m fl*stered with a bunch of meds and i stuff them right under the bed
i must’ve been bluffin’ i guess, huh, (nope)
’cause i got
half of my meter filled, i don’t gotta keep it real
knock you down faster than a f*cking bag of sleeping pills
grabbin’ the liter of diet pepsi and nine ecstasy pills
smoke it with reefa and see how high that it gets me
b*tch, i don’t comprehend that fact of having common sense
wrapping tape around my hand so i don’t ever drop the pen
you try to copy me, stop it, obviously you hopping on my c*ck
so get the f*ck off it before i drop you dead
i’m not the type to be taken for granted
go and say that i’m fake again and i’ll take your neck and basically slant it
you f*ckin’ with me, i’ll pull out the hockey mask and machete
and stalk your ass when i’m ready, like i’m jason or freddy
i carjack, in the back where you parked at
with a black little hardcap, and a bag full of armed tactical guns
with a part mag, and a pack of cigars stashed in my pocket jeans
like i hit the lottery and the slot machines
walking out this b*tch and i’m rockin’ my tony hawk tee
that i bought for me, on top of my game like it’s monopoly
gotta be constantly where i got to be
it’s hypocrisy ’cause honestly n0body is stoppin’ me
obviously i
[hook]
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
[verse 3]
i’ll be back in your radar and lay your ass in the graveyard
i relax when i lay bars and kick is back like i’m neymar
you ain’t a rapper, you a disaster waiting to happen
i got more talent in my left pinky, then half of you f*ggots
i’ve been back on a mission, master this craft that i’m dishing
back when you f*cking b*tches were still sucking your mothers tits
if you think this sh*t is no different than any genre you listen
then pick up the microphone, i wanna see if you spittin’
b*tches, you f*ck with this rap, i’ll lay you up on the track
you went from nothing to something, i don’t give a f*ck where you at
i’ve had enough of this cr*p, i ain’t gon’ search for affection
i rather murder your ass and have you deserve what you gettin’
f*ggots, you learning your lesson?
i know you sit and observing but i prefer to address it
in case you not heard the message
misinterpret my verses, thinking you certainly threatened
i’ll have you nerds get served on a sequel to words are weapons, ’cause i’ma
[hook]
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
gu*, like a guillotine
guillo*, guillotine
cut like a guillotine
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