Gun Harmonizin Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

"Somebody lift me up, yeah 

And give me a hannnnnd 

Give me a ride, I'm sliding off the highway 

There's a curve in the road 

I don't know when I'm going, crazy" 

[Royce scatting and making gun sounds for next 22 seconds] 

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[Royce Da 5'9"] 

Verbalizin my fiend murder 

Communicatin while you debatin usin machine squirters 

Brrap, that trigger's my tongue, I let you lick it 

Nigga that, fo'-fifth'll, lift a nigga, whole clique up 

The Lord call for your soul, it's time to go pick up 

Answer the horn, it's blowin at you, you cold stiff up 

My heat, heatin my whole hip up, all we do is court strippers 

Your metal freezin like it's a morgue zipper 

I (I) ride around with Preme 

Not the Preme from Queens, but the Preme from {?} 

'Bout to change the game, 'bout to fly the desert, eagle 

for y'all people like the wing's the clip, and the barrel's the beak 

My perilous fleece, I'ma throw on them diamonds 

I'm a pharoah deceased, like a spawn was rhymin 

And, I would advice ya not attempt to 

New (Temptations), the gun harmonizin 

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[Royce scatting and making gun sounds for next 22 seconds] 

[Royce Da 5'9"] 

Every bullet's a note 

I write with a firing pen every time the, trigger pull it's a quote 

Inside a poof full of smoke 

Sniffin lines of that gunpowder I'm hotter than a pair of boots and a coat 

And a turtleneck 

The best rapper alive could be the best rapper that died, a murderous 

If you ain't get it by now I'm suicidal 

I'm wild, a nigga better than me is who I ain't heard of yet 

So I ain't murdered yet 

He ain't even been born, his momma's a virgin, she ain't even furtile yet 

Prepare to get back - next time you take a shit 

Stand and turn around and look in the toilet then compare me to THAT 

Don't compare me to none of these motherfuckin 

wannabe hustlers tough until they standin in front of me duckin 

It's off with yo' head nigga 'less you one of them Dodgers 

We sound off as one, we gun harmonize! 

[Royce scatting and making gun sounds for next 22 seconds]