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brad strut - gatheround lyrics

[intro: bigfoot & brad strut]
yeah, gather ‘round, gather ‘round
listen up
now perk your ears up
we’re ‘bout to get busy on this
street sh_t

[verse 1: brad strut]
i wanna slip my d_ck in jana pittman (do it, b_tch)
and watch her lips sync to s_x fiend (i need a s_x fiend!) in my kitchen
no sh_ttin’, i got flows patent, it’s so blatant
i throw weight in and rappin’ is my vocation (this is my job)
i’m home, [?] shockers, i know pill poppers (yo, yo, pass it here)
who live for the night, my sh_t’s nice as ill knockers (let me see your tits)
and small waist, nice thighs and appetisers
my ball wait, screamin’, “oh, god”, and then i baptise her
the whack slicer, heavy hits and knife motions
relax, tiger, many spits and live quotin’
the mic’s open? well, i’m about to shut shop (shut it down)
this c_nt’s hot as s_x workers trickin’ in bangkok
you’re rank, lost in a field of sh_t vocals
you say you take the world by storm, you wish, local
some b_tch hopeful’s neat reality check
you’re speakin’ no sk!lls bleedin’ fallacy bread, so f_ck you

[post_verse: bigfoot & brad strut]
yeah, f_ck you
f_ck all these other c_nts in the cypher (suckers)
bunch a bullsh_t geeks standin’ around (f_ckin’ geeks)
shut the f_ck up, learn how to rap, you geeks
give that mic here, bigfoot, [?] (bigfoot)
[verse 2: bigfoot]
tell me why your rappin’s somethin’ bad’s inclined to happen
your style in fashion lookin’ like you’re guy sebastian
but your rhymes are lackin’, so it’s time for action
i’ma storm the stage, spot your mics and sn_tch ‘em
bigfoot’s a straight spitter
i raise the bar, make noise, put it down and get on paws like a weightlifter
you could have twenty mates with ya
i’ll leave you chokin’ on the mic like you’re sippin’ straight paint stripper
and make your women yell for me, they’re h_ll h_rny
i’ll have that p_ssy locked down like schapelle corby
you’re rappin’ poorly sayin’ you’ll battle but
i heard your cd, that sh_t was soft in the saddle club
plus, when strut busts these murderous metaphors
your flow’ll run dry like old women with menopause (eugh)
but we never pause, the flows keep comin’
runnin’ through your whole crew like bain marie beef curry

[commentary: bigfoot]
ay, what’s up? this is bigfoot
i’m chillin’ here with tornts
brad strut and the lyrical commission
you’re listenin’ to the legendary
official mixtape, peruvian unkut

- brad strut lyrics

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