mini thin - meth labs & moonshine lyrics
[verse 1]
gunpowder lead white powder fence
hillbilly off his meds cause he silly in the head
thirty aught’s c-cked and it’s right beside the bed
welcome to west virginia the home of the walking dead
back yard boxing, methadone, suboxone
jäger bomb shots seem to be your neurotoxin
demolition derby, keg stands, oxycontin
put your dukes up if you got a f-cking problem
haymakers, uppercuts, somebody gon’ fall
eh, big mouth, you ain’t standing too tall
beef is on so i’m headed to the shed
gon’ grab my slingblade and f-cking split your head
white trash incorporated, mini’s in the place
i want a country girl, i spit in a divas face
i ain’t scared to say it, these dudes are whack
f-ck every white rapper who tries to act black
meth labs & moonshine, mini getting down
start a riot in this b-tch, burn the motherf-cker down
meth labs & moonshine, time to raise h-ll
so f-ck the police and start blazing on your pounds
meth labs & moonshine, hillbilly murder
much love, white boy keep drinking till you drown
meth labs & moonshine, white trash rocking crowds
country boys across the nation loving the south
[verse 2]
outlaws b-tch, raised never snitch
i’m major league, you’re softball slow pitch
gasoline to matches, like thunderbolt flashes
six guns, two knifes, dynamite under the mattress
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i’m madder than a hatter is, my math is like pythagoras
louisville slugger to your face and f-cking shatter this
so i can show the world what the f-ck grey matter is
flag forward lateral, damage all collateral
-ssaulting f-cking batteral, i’m sweet like i’m adderall
jesus fish, mackerel, so sublime and tactical
my style is so practical, i’m white trash magical
f-ck all you mcs and f-ck all the battling
i hurl a pitch fork at your face like a javelin
i know why you hate it, goes something like this
cause i’m all over the place like after-s-x p-ss
[hook]
check the national debt, they worried about funds
pull the okey-doke and try to take away your guns
just an average citizen, a west virginia resident
tell him that we said it, f-ck you, mr. president
i ain’t no klan, ain’t covered in sheets
take god outta the picture, bombers plowing down the streets
the law ain’t about justice or peace
even jesus christ was k!lled by the police
executed for beliefs, the mark of the beast
crucifix in one hand, gun up in the crease
soldier of the lord watching over these streets
dark knight in west virginia k!lling jokers over beats
this is from the brokers h-ll mini mr. infidel
white was acting black, they swear they got sickle cell
here’s the f-cking point, clear up any confusion
mossberg mini’s here to spark a revolution
[hook]
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