Geordie Kieffer - Gut lyrics

God, I love your fu*kin' music He's like a comedian He's a pop star He's like a fashion icon Oh, that song's so great He's so silly, fantastic He thinks he's fu*kin' black or something Sexist, fu*kin' dumb h*mophobic, dipsh*t Whatever, gay He loves black dick You know, the thing is You condone this? Alcoholic, liar Grr, huh Woo-woo Grr, huh Grr, huh Woo-woo Grr, huh Do you get it? fu*k it, huh I don't want you too I don't need you too I don't like your core I don't love you more I don't want your money I don't need your honey I don't like your b*tch I don't need your dick Just because I don't crush pills no more What, you think I won't, boom, kick in the door? Blackout your mother, blackout your father Blackout your sister, blackout your brother What, you think I won't, woo-woo, huh What, you think I won't, woo-woo, huh You got it twisted, snaked up my small intestine Digestin' different parts of your stainlеss steel Smith & Wesson The whiskey body rockin', wе blind ridin' through {?} Cookie cutter killer, cocina with my vanilla (Grr) {?} sittin' in my villa Bumpin' it just like a cardiac Callin' the ambulance, singin' out woo-woo Dirty dog {?} I'm servin' up your brain with my polished silver ladle Blackout your mother, blackout your father Blackout your sister, blackout your brother It takes guts just to be this way Guts every single day Guts just to make it stick Guts when your stomach's sick It takes guts just to be this way Guts every single day Guts just to make it stick Guts when your stomach's sick Woah, 'kay Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, it sounds fu*king good in the headphones Every black-hearted in {?} Mothers, brothers, sisters, fathers (Yes) You are now listening to greatness