Verse 1
I shoot my gun, but my gun is my mouth
I'm shootin' it off, until the bullets run out
I don't do d**, but I sniff gun powder
Life has volumes. I turn that b**h louder
I became what I wanted, multiplatium sellin' artist
Yet I've aways been a retarded. Never was the smartest
You can shoot your gun, but you can't shoot me down
I get' positive reviews cause they like my sound
Verse 2:
I'm back for verse 2. All set to murder you
This a diss for smithers. Oh.and rob too
f** kent he's not even worth a f**in' bar
Besides that. He can't even make a f**in' par
Oh and smithers, calm down don't get nervous
If you need a bl**job, I got rob here for your service
I hear he s**s great, just like his golf game
The 3 of you should hook up, and f**. Gangbang
You guys talk a lot of sh**, but in reality your cowards
So now I'm destroying you. Like the
f**in' twin towers
Don't f** with me again, ill sew your a** to face
I'll shove my foot up ur a**, you'll be sh**tin' out lace
I'mma a crazy lunatic. Not the motherf**er to mess with
You guys fake as f**, I marked you off my check list
Bet it was your worst day. When I came to pace b**h
You kno I'm spittin' the truth. Now Its time to face it
Verse 3:
You b**hes didn't kno I could spit, ill make ya a beleiever
I'm throwin shots left and right to you b**hes. Tom seaver
Remember when you asked all them questions. We'll this my answer
I'm spittin' some incredibly sick sh**. Like cancer
Rob. Your dick must be the size of ponnochios nose when he tells the truth
Cause you ain't got no balls, your a f**in' fairy like a the tooth
And hey smithers, my so-called roommate
Your just jealous cause my dick stregtches across 2 states
I'm white boy famous, you b**hes white boy trash
Trailer park swag while you take it up the a**
You guys make a cute couple, ya'll should do a p**no
Lay up on the bed stick it up eachothers torso