Geordie Kieffer - Gut lyrics

God, I love your fuckin' music
He's like a comedian
He's a pop star
He's like a fashion icon
Oh, that song's so great
He's so silly, fantastic
He thinks he's fuckin' black or something
Sexist, fuckin' dumb
Homophobic, dipshit
Whatever, gay
He loves black dick
You know, the thing is
You condone this?
Alcoholic, liar

Grr, huh
Woo-woo
Grr, huh
Grr, huh
Woo-woo
Grr, huh

Do you get it? Fuck it, huh
I don't want you too
I don't need you too
I don't like your core
I don't love you more
I don't want your money
I don't need your honey
I don't like your bitch
I don't need your dick

Just because I don't crush pills no more
What, you think I won't, boom, kick in the door?
Blackout your mother, blackout your father
Blackout your sister, blackout your brother
What, you think I won't, woo-woo, huh
What, you think I won't, woo-woo, huh

You got it twisted, snaked up my small intestine
Digestin' different parts of your stainless steel Smith & Wesson
The whiskey body rockin', we blind ridin' through [?]
Cookie cutter killer, cocina with my vanilla (Grr)
[?] sittin' in my villa
Bumpin' it just like a cardiac
Callin' the ambulance, singin' out woo-woo
Dirty dog [?]
I'm servin' up your brain with my polished silver ladle
Blackout your mother, blackout your father
Blackout your sister, blackout your brother

It takes guts just to be this way
Guts every single day
Guts just to make it stick
Guts when your stomach's sick
It takes guts just to be this way
Guts every single day
Guts just to make it stick
Guts when your stomach's sick

Woah, 'kay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, it sounds fucking good in the headphones
Every black-hearted in [?]
Mothers, brothers, sisters, fathers (Yes)
You are now listening to greatness