Tech N9ne Gunz Will Bust (f. Yung Gunz) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I know you know this is Kansas City
Where n____ life don't mean s___
So step to and immediately get yo dome split
I pack heat for days run street wit K's and hollow's
On a concrete crusade you made the pill now swallow
You never thought tomorrow
You see me beam up all strapped down wit a pump
Searchin' for the n____s on a hunt
Jerkin' on the trigga when I dump
It's not a game dude my killaz will mangle
Anything in my range fool
When hatin' get framed moved
We play the same rules
Bussin' all 32 shot
Lookin' to murder you
Glock they never heard of you
Shocked that I'm comin' servin' you
Snug brim get flashin' innocent til I'm provin' guilty
Snug brim get to blast in
And f___ the homicide charge I got expazito
A mob figure plus a lawyer and do work for kiloz'
You know the steelo real n____s never talk just listen
This deuce s___ comin' wit heat up out the kitchen

[Chorus]
Rough n____s in the street will bust 4 the bread
And meat deuce 57th Street and 7 deuce be packin' heat punks
Get the f___ away from we, for we buckin' these m____ f___in' G.U.N.Z.

Dem no won f___ with us
4 what I believe I will die
Dem no won f___ with us
If any hataz wanna try
Hands gon throw gunz with bust

Real n____s run the streets with they gats up
Everything you got and owns getting' s_____ed up

[Verse 2]
If you're my enemy my energy
Your rhymes are elementary get lost in penitentiaries
When I begin this century so mention me
And Imma heat the track up if it's loo of you demons
I suggest you go get back up

Load the mac up don't slack up Imma act up on
Any m____ f___a that think he got his clown suit on get
Stepped on destroy your mind you're wasting your time
Cause when I spit a f___ing rhyme I got a million in line

To listen to me, a b____ to do me nick naming me hollow tip with a stand off clip
That'll kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain
Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy
That's for sure boy and ya know boy I'll whip your a__ like four boys

You're a decoy I'm the real thang I'm a genius you're a pea brain
Get p___ed on and whipped on so who you talkin' s___ on Imma spit on
Any negative spirit that step to me try to take my soul
From under me but I got a lifetime warranty

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Skatterman cat
Persistantly dirty
From KC
Where in the drought we pay 50 for birdies package short
I call Snug and just give him the word he take ya face
Before he tell on me they'll get him 4 purgery
Hustla's shoot s___
Rob s___
Loot s___
Hard core convicts
Mob s___
If you snitch, killin'em on Tech's new s___ (new s___)
Dude we crossin' the color line
Nuff money
Nuff weed
Make a tuff n____ colorblind
We rap 4 curb servers
That hop in and out of cars
Rep 4 cats wit 3rd murderers
That pop in and out of bars
D12, Strange Music, Rogue Dogs
Regime, Duce Click, Doe Boyz, Yong Gunz
Same team
Same beams
n____s that a split ya cherries
Vigilanty's m____ f___as with permits to carry
b____ you scary
f___ you and that b____ you married
Cross anyone I named
That s___ will get you buried

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
It's all out war 4 the punks funk finna jump
Chumps get a lump when I dump tonks 4 the bianks
Gump wanna thump over pumps and a b__p

Rumps get it krunk when I skunk runts
Imma munk what you bunk n____s want f___
What you thunk you get sunk in and trunk

f___ that we done heard and took enough c___
Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
I'm tryin' to touch scratch and bring my hell to parties and
For the last time m____ f___ Vell Bakardi

You cannot rap with me scrap with me
n____ to the back of me catastrophe
Hits yo s___s raggedy it had to be this tragedy s___
Suck it up don't be mad at me b____ I'm glad to be rich
You gets none with that f__oty pitch

Imma ex poppin' shroom droppin' rock and roll star
You's a no coppin' ho stalkin' drunk and a old fart it's a shame
Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the b____es
Don't wanna f___ a black herpe nose n____

This is it yaw, dump this p____ off I a pit dog
Doe stackin' and hip hop it must not be his nitch yaw
So take the chicken exit, Technina's whassup
Next time grown folks talkin' you shut the f___ up