U Was My Son

[Intro: Raylong & Tommy Gunn]
[???], you heard?
Who gives a fuck what your name was?
X-Ray, what up?
Who gives a fuck what your name was?
It's time to pay up

[Verse 1: Tommy Gunn]
Straight up
To everybody Upstate: stay up
'Cause my nigga bangs outta anger
Leavin' 'em leakin'
The only time you're leavin' somethin' bleedin' is a paper cut (Paper cut, paper cut)
Or givin' a shave, cut with a razor
But you made a mistake
And you in danger, playin' tough
Just because you got your face cut
Now, is that lame or what?
Don't explain the set you claim to hus'
This ain't the NBA, cuz'
But you can hit, takin' a shot
Get fell off the mount
But you'll get thrown out of the game as soon as my thang busts
[Gunshots]
Tell a fat boy to get your thang up
I promise I explained
If you ain't tough, you just a dickhead
Tryn'a hang with us 'cause me and Ray's nuts
If you can't understand what I'm tryn'a say you gay as fuck
You can remix "Rainblood", but you can't change us

[Hook: Tommy Gunn & Raylong]
You still in the newborn stages of gangster
Get your bib and diaper changed up
Bang, bro, killin' 'em, still riding in spite of the danger
Instead of just sayin' "No" as a kid I got tight with strangers
(Fake thug, fake thug)
Who gives a fuck what your name was?
Who gives a fuck what your name was?
Still in the newborn stages of gangster
Get your bib and diaper changed up
Bang, bro, killin' 'em, still riding in spite of the danger
Instead of just sayin' "No" as a kid I got tight with strangers
(Fake thug)
Who gives a fuck what your name was?

[Verse 2: Tommy Gunn]
You still in the newborn stages of gangster
Get your bib and diaper changed up
All of the [?] came from the drug games
Scrub the bloodstains on the rug
Love payin' for the thug name
Sluggin' a brain off a fake thug and let it rain blood
'Cause that's the same fake thug that tried to game us
Black crew, made love, was rappin' dangerous
Two claps for those cats who dangerous
Holdin' the same grudge
Natural bangers
Too black, too famous, rain blood
Break up the weed, roll it up, light the Dutch
Tight clutch on mics like your wife on the back of a bike
While she's riding my pipe like a slut
We the type
None of you motherfuckers like "So what?"
Where it at? Fuck that, give it up
Benefittin' us with your cheddar stack
We in the cut
Stickin' in the game, stuck
You lames tend to bitch and complain but like I keep sayin', Blood
Who gives a fuck what your name was?
In LA, they call me "Angel Dust"
'Cause I fuck brains up when I aim slugs
It's the same pain, that's love
When somebody starts sayin' the main game is hangin' with us
But the real thing was
You just came to fuck and suck real thugs like that bang
And we ain't payin' a
(Fake thug)

[Hook: Raylong & Tommy Gunn]
Still in the newborn stages of gangster
Get your bib and diaper changed up
Bang, bro, killin' 'em, still riding in spite of the danger
Instead of just sayin' "No" as a kid I got tight with strangers
(Fake thug)
Who gives a fuck what your name was?
You still in the newborn stages of gangster
Get your bib and diaper changed up
Bang, bro, killin' 'em, still riding in spite of the danger
Instead of just sayin' "No" as a kid I got tight with strangers
(Fake thug)

[Verse 3: Tommy Gunn]
They spittin' hard! It's hot!
Paul, like it or not, Tha Heartz Ov Darkness are part of the block
Too tight, fish fist and cuff [?] cop
So you don't gotta go to the barber shop to get a cut
We the type y'all consider bugged
I died just to live it up
I ride, no car to pop
I drive my body
Bitches, if this is stick shift, my dick's the clutch
Chicks with the bigger butts, dumb it out
I'll cum in your mouth, I'll cum in your mouth
"These niggas not, these niggas not"
Truthfully, who gives a fuck if ya' heart'll stop
The hardcore hip hop, they runnin' outta love
Catch me in the cut like the bus runnin' out of drugs
Until the police come in the house, yup
The streets is so fucked up now
Fiends gotta come in the house until I re-up
They waitin' to take a hit like soldiers in the middle of the war
From the 9 to slugs! [Gunshots]
These flows so sick
[?] snakes can't
Biggin' me out
Realistically, they ain't fuckin' with us
As if they was in a porno flick with me and Raylong in it
About to bust
Who gives a fuck what your name was?
(Fake thug, fake thug, fake thug, fake thug, fake thug...)

[Outro: Tommy Gunn & Raylong]
Yo, what's up with that "Move Slide", man? I was thinkin' about "Fuckin Up My High", "You Fuckin Up My High" type shit
Thinkin' about "2 For $5.00", too, you sayin', what's your whole take on that?
I mean, "2 For $5.00"? You know what?
Fuck outta here, right?