John Anthony - Gawddamn

Oh no, no
We are not doing this again
Please for the love of God, tell me we are not doing this
Oh god, you gotta be kiddin' me
Why would you let this guy back
He's the most disrespectful person ever
Why would you bring him back, why
Cause you be like, gawddamn
This kid is got the balls, but when I be askin' y'all to buy my shit
You like nah, man
His style's to aggressive and his lyrics are just sexist
All you ever do is wah, wah
You bunch of fuckin' babies, I am kinda gettin' sick of hearin' it
So I'm like gawddamn
Shit, I'm just like gawddamn
Yo
Can tell your mama sucks dick from the look on her face
Chapped lips from suckin' too many banana's a day
God damn this bitch is losin' it, she can't even think
I'm'a take advantage of her and try to just fuck out her brains
Ah wait hold up John, we're talkin' about my mother
And, you think I care man, I'm still gonna probably fuck her
Stick my dick so far up her ass 'til it breaks the rubber and ejaculate
Then ten months later you got a brother
You fuckin' faggots are tryna just tear me down, unsuccessful
Haven't noticed, well take a good look around
I'm creating fuckin' history, building it from the ground
Dick so big it's in the record books and then I took it out
An awkward fan compared me to Aquaman
Cause she heard 33 Ways and was convinced I had no oxygen
Bitch, I was cocky then and I'll be cocky now
Just to piss you clowns off so in the end, you will all be like
Gawddamn
This kid is got the balls, but when I be askin' y'all to buy my shit
You like nah, man
His style's to aggressive and his lyrics are just sexist
All you ever do is wah, wah
You bunch of fuckin' babies, I am kinda gettin' sick of hearin' it
So I'm like gawddamn
Shit, I'm just like gawddamn
I'm like a nightmare, you bitches are try'na wake up from
Freddy Krueger of rap, just to slash you cunts up
Beatin' this bitch unconscious with a pan, 'til she wakes up in my van
See's me standin' with Jack Napier's make up on
The villain's back, you hypocrites, lookin' mad
Who's the baddest independent rapper, y'all know the answer to that
Thirty packs of ammunition that stashed in the back of my trunk
Glocks, AK's and a couple boxes of mags
Let's see you fags try to attack still, I'm in the battlefield
Knock you down faster than Kaep when he kneeled
Drivin' the bat mobile, hit your mama
Laugh until I beat this women's son to death and leave his ass a happy meal
I'm here to snatch a deal from all of you dogs
Given all you really are is some puppies, mutts and oh yeah, bitches
Fuckin' ridiculous, you'll never understand where I've been
When you see what I can do with this pen you'll be like
Gawddamn
This kid is got the balls, but when I be askin' y'all to buy my shit
You like nah, man
His style's to aggressive and his lyrics are just sexist
All you ever do is wah, wah
You bunch of fuckin' babies, I am kinda gettin' sick of hearin' it
So I'm like gawddamn
Shit, I'm just like gawddamn
I'm like a loose cannon, bringin' pandemonium and pain
Rude manner, I'm what happens when Bruce Banner meets Bruce Wayne
Got more vulgar than Samuel L in a motion picture
Some hate me more than Hulk Hogan when he said the word
That's not a figure of speech and no I ain't hatin'
But why in the fuck is he able to say it and just get away with it
Fuckin' insane, you point the fingers and arrows
Keep disrespectin' me and you'll be starin' straight though a barrel
I don't care if I'm wrong and you think I waste time
Misinterpret retards thinkin' they throwin' gang signs
My name is always being placed inside the grapevine
Rumor is, all that I ever do is complain and wine
You'll be the next body that they find on dateline
You always talked about being famous, well here's the stage light
Don't get it twisted, I'm not try'na get you lace tied
Police find you dead at the lake side and they be like
Gawddamn
This kid is got the balls, but when I be askin' y'all to buy my shit
You like nah, man
His style's to aggressive and his lyrics are just sexist
All you ever do is wah, wah
You bunch of fuckin' babies, I am kinda gettin' sick of hearin' it
So I'm like gawddamn
Shit, I'm just like gawddamn
Fuck 'em up
You see what happens
Told you not to bring him back
But you didn't listen did ya
I blame you for this, unbelievable
I hope you're happy with what you done
Cause now he's not gonna leave, so that great
Fuckin' villain

Written by:
Anthony Grandinetti

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