NATIONAL ANTHEM

Where your grandma at?
Talkin' shit and now he coughing blood, a proper sending off
Uppercut right to his jaw I can hear his whiny calls
This yellin back n forth demeaning oh you think you're tough?
Till' I pop open your spleen like it's Smirnoff
Got a big ol' red dot and it's centered at your brain
Got a couple bullets for you with some etches of your name
Same shit but different day, I can never catch a break
If you really think you're tough then we can meet up face to face
Ok ok
Pussy boy speak up don't get hit again
You feel embarrassed, feelin' dumb there ain't no minute-men
Ain't no time to fuck up I'm causin' mayhem
Send you straight out to the morgue, cut out the middlemen
"Wait what was I supposed to say again? Uhh"
Talkin' shit and now he coughing blood, a proper sending off
Uppercut right to his jaw I can hear his whiny calls
This yellin back n forth demeaning oh you think you're tough?
Till' I pop open your spleen like it's Smirnoff
Talkin' shit and now he coughing blood, a proper sending off
Uppercut right to his jaw I can hear his whiny calls
This yellin back n forth demeaning oh you think you're tough?
Till' I pop open your spleen like it's Smirnoff