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bukshot - like a lannister lyrics

[intro: ser gregor clegane (ian whyte) & lord tywin lannister (charles dance)]
we hanged twenty men last night
i don’t care if you hanged a hundred. a man tried to k!ll me. i want his name, and i want his head. i want them dead, every one. burn the villages, burn the farms. let them know what it means to choose the wrong side

[verse 1: bukshot]
i’m the wicked mob king, call me tywin
got a problem with it, now’s your time to chime in
if you don’t then forever hold your peace
there’s some mob sh+t always going down up in these streets
it’s helter skelter number three and just might be the last
i’m dressed in black, respect the sermon as i’m givin’ mass
amounts of bullets, watch the body count go through the roof
tryin’ to keep you in the loop, when sh+t hits, you know when to move
got a bone to pick, f+ck your label and your clique
i’m a goon and i can spit, let’s get in some gangsta sh+t
so check my hit points, ‘fore you strike, i’m ’bout to damage ya
now you dead ’cause i caught you slippin’ like a lannister

[pre+chorus: bukshot]
i’ve been grindin’, i’ve been hustlin’
i’ll be d+mned if i do it all for nothing
if i gotta die, i’m goin’ out for something
if we gotta ride, i guarantee we dumping

[chorus: bukshot]
do it! run the street, pay my debts like a lannister
do it! bring the heat, takin’ bets like a lannister
do it! take the crown, makin’ threats like a lannister
do it! stand my ground, leave ’em wet like a lannister
[interlude: lord tywin lannister (charles dance)]
the lion doesn’t concern himself with the opinions of the sheep

[verse 2: bukshot]
these b+tches got some nerve watchin’ every move i make
lurkin’ as i swerve side to side and never stray
by myself i travel quiet like a nomad
the rogue puppet makes these other rulers so mad
y’all have an army but my soldiers are k!llers
platoon of f+ckin’ weirdos all we need to make you quitters
and my homies are savage, magic like some wizards
surround myself with rappers who’s lethal f+ckin’ spitters
all these petty fanboys caught up in these rapper politics
all they want’s attention but i promise drama’s all you get
this sh+t’s a game to you, you’re messin’ with the wrong ones
don’t be shocked when they run up on you with them shotguns

- bukshot lyrics

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