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Adam Calhoun

Gunner

 

Gunner

(album: Billy G.O.A.T. - 2020)


Listen less than average rapping ass
This is a blessing back to back
I'm wit a bunch of white boys
That'll make your casket black
Matter of fact I'm about to blow a gasket shit is whack
And you ain't worth a fraction of half the shit I have
I'm slapping
And you ain't even active, you acting
And you ain't even rappin, what happened
To the rap game shits in last place ass lame
You fuckin up traffic
Slow in the fast lane, I ain't into fashion
I'm into bashing rapper faces till they smashed in
I don't give a fuck about a rapping ass has been, bitch
You should give up, I can win and skip practice
I'm the answer
Iverson, I ain't talking post talking smoke
Have your family talkin to a ghost
Shits a joke I ain't laughing though
I ain't going back and forth
If you aint tryin to be the greatest what the fuck you rappin for

I ain't never been a runner so I ain't gonna run, no
You fuckin with the gunner
I came up from the gutter so I ain't like no other, no
You fuckin with the gunner
I ain't never been a runner so I ain't gonna run, no
You fuckin with the gunner
I came up from the gutter so I ain't like no other, no
You fuckin with the gunner

Going ape shit, and it's hard to cope with
Another white boy with his shotgun smokin
Second guess me like I'm not going tote it
Then pop pop off every shots unloaded
No room for these dudes man, they claustrophobic
The last thing you'll see when your coffin closes
Your squad want smoke bunch of bottles broken
Across they dome and it all goes postal
This a feast and famine, it's me and Adam
Going hard in the paint until the team established
They searching for the shells I'm the Easter rabbit
I was taught don't snitch if you seen what happened
My OG coached me and taught me the etiquette
Ever since the team and the G I could never quit
It's too easy for me man it's effortless
All these new kids drinking lean popin sentatives
I've never been the type that gets down like that
I never fall off I just bounce right back
I just came off tour let me count my stacks
And I'm sorry I don't rap like you clowns my bad

What a fuckin whigger, he's white trash
You can suck my dick, and kiss my ass
For lunch and dinner, and a night cap
We don't fight fair, we just fight back

I ain't never been a runner so I ain't gonna run, no
You fuckin with the gunner
I came up from the gutter so I ain't like no other, no
You fuckin with the gunner
I ain't never been a runner so I ain't gonna run, no
You fuckin with the gunner
I came up from the gutter so I ain't like no other, no
You fuckin with the gunner

done

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