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Loyal Naa Koi B Clown
Feeling he High jab Bottle Ye down
Chodu Na Aim Mein Jesse mein shroud

Career H Doom jese Machine Gun Kelly
Me Marun mein Gedi when

of a gun)
Don't you know!
(Power stems from the barrel of a gun)
Don't you know!
(Power stems from the barrel of a gun)
Boy don't you know
Power stems from

on me like a d-boy
But all I know now is the B-line
I got the feds following the decoy
Google Maps, I'm streetwise
I saw that coming
Eliminate all risks

I went to Hollywood trying to make it as a rapper
But you wouldn't believe the chain of events that happened after
Machine Gun Kelly was having

by myself and now I mastered it (I'm good now)
Drum work mean all the guns got drums, that's just how bad it get
I shoot that nigga right in front

If you own a machine gun
your life will get wasted away
and if you own a pistol yeah
you're turning your head a-stray
violent attacks are on every TV

by the river
Bangr
Iron in yuh hand
An bust threw yuh chest
An lick out yuh liver
Brand new machine yea
Straight from gun shop
7.62 lick yuh down with

London where them boys die by the hundreds
No one taught us how to mourn, so we go print 'em on our jumpers
Back when Megan had the TT, hood dreams

Saturday Night

Schoolly D

Saturday Night! The Album

1987

both took a toke
The cow got high and the boy got by
Just don't come in my face and ask me why

Cheeba Cheeba ya'll
Yeah it's that cheeba cheeba

Stand Up

M.O.P.

Mash Out Posse

2004

agree, fuck the fame
But I got four words for ya, don't fuck with Fame
Cause I'm a Machine Gun Kelly, clapper dude
Write my name across your belly

check, checks
Niggas rocking checks
Nigga I got guns by the woah
By the flea collar, boy I'm at ya neck
We got funds yeah
God helped me change, we go up

uh...

(The Wolf!  It's the Wolf!)  Right!  The Wolf.  Seymore the Wolf....

The kettle drum and bass drum represent the sub-machine-gun fire

Spit That G

Timbo King

The Sting

2002

worker, R.C.
Me mega-poverty, New York City, dollar signs prevail
Five place love, exclusive, nine millimeters
My voice box run through tracks like wild

gone from the lemon drops
I'm a give her this Henny dick
Wild Boy like Machine Gun yeah Prelude's been on a mean run
Sorry haters ain't over yet
Y'all

tattoos

Do not  act rash boy your life is hanging by a thread 
You get two strikes on the third filleting you instead 
Thunderclap flash, zenny stance

the sun
Cloud burn melting every gun
Two dimensional assault
Rumination makes it our fault

This machine kills gender with the phasers set to shatter your

iko an nay! -  
 I bet you five dollars he'll kill you dead. 
 - Jockomo feena nay -  
  
 (Refr.) 
  
 My Flag boy and your Flag boy, 
 Sitting by

Heat

Common

Like Water for Chocolate

2000

you sit Indian style?
Niggas know me as Com it's time hear me go wild
With hot shit, yeah
Hot shit, yeah, one two
Came to bring it boy

(You say

Heat

Common

Like Water for Chocolate [Clean]

2000

to bring it boy

(You say you got guns, then bring that shit
You say you got ones, then bring that shit
Cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this)

Wild Hot

A Tribe Called Quest

Rhyme & Reason

1997

bust
Yo, we make the shit wild hot

[Both]
All y'all rude boys lick a shot (gun shot)

[Q-Tip]
I be the all-I-seein'
The MCin' 
Human bein'

pronto you can't up those then im outta there ooh I'm outta there we takin shit outta there tote big guns big dummy run fuck boy come he outta here 
Can't

Ahh, ey, there's a fire church
Brbrbrbrbrda

Eh, Machine Gun Kelly and Slim Shady
Got me wantin' to fuck shit up
And make a country rap, baby
So, let

a board box
All them a talk what that can do
Big long gun longer than bamboo
Seven point six we load by the grain
Shot leak out a head just like a shampoo

to go fa them
He land by di front door and if it look di back gate he pull
Shots fly like ladybug
God Goof real evil

Wild and mean
None of them nuh bad