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k. gunther - rockin' lyrics

[intro]
we about to rock this sh-t up
yo, c.r. on the beat

[chorus]
i, i don’t wanna lie
i’ve been rocking everything you putting out, my god
every time i hear your sh-t, it makes me wanna fly
just wanna go high up in the sky

[verse 1: k. gunther]
pour the gasoline and light it up
line a bunch of people up
mix my music with the fuel and
that sh-t just might erupt
i’m writing up rhymes that commit their own crimes
climb the hollywood sign at least a million times
this the best sh-t you heard in a lifetime
i do sh-t myself, man
i don’t need writers
i’m freestyling in cyphers, making people forget they hate me like alzheimer’s
i’m already at the top like a pro rock climber
forget gold, the bars i spit are platinum status
my money is maximum, f-ck it, i’m coming back at ’em
mc’s want to battle, i think i got a shot
b-tches thirsty on me, need some water like ugly god
i got some alcohol dripping out niagara falls (bang, bang, bang!)
bring the pain, listeners need some tylenol
i can’t comprehend dialog
so i swallow an icicle and slap my b-lls around
like a motherf-cking soccer ball
i got so f-cking p-ssed off
i cut my f-cking d-ck off
chopped my f-cking arms off
my head from my neck, i’m about to twist off
beats so sick, you gon’ need some cough syrup
switch in my brain, i just switched off
i hiss off any b-tch around me
the wolfs surround me
i’m about to be ground beef
so i howl loudly, got the goldfishes to come and drown me
i find it kind of astounding that your sh-t is getting me bouncing, ’cause

[chorus]
i, i don’t wanna lie
i’ve been rocking everything you putting out, my god
every time i hear your sh-t, it makes me wanna fly
just wanna go high up in the sky

[verse 2: manesh-tstain]
spitting sh-t abandoned on the grand canyon
my sh-t, you wouldn’t understand it
i am the sh-t stain, i am the main man
i do what i can to make sure i got bands
patty cake with no hands like i’m j.d
better make sure that your b-tch is a freak
playing hide & seek and i’m ’bout to take a peek
this verse is comedy, beat that [gunshot] up
like gender equality, b-tch i’m proud to be
possibly one of your new hobbies
i’m an o.g, homie, eat it up like bologna
you know i bring the tommy
b-tch, i ain’t no phony

[chorus]
i, i don’t wanna lie
i’ve been rocking everything you putting out, my god
every time i hear your sh-t, it makes me wanna fly
just wanna go high up in the sky

- k gunther lyrics

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