Gorilla Warfare - The White Shadow, Celph Titled, GQ nothin' pretty

When you see me, hundred deep, black pound on me, fatigue

With that mad ammo emblem, showin' sharpened teeth

Yes I’m here for war and y’all are about to feel fire

From bullets the circumference of a power wheel tire

Show you the part of your brain you don’t use

Results from a drive by I dip through your town I blow through

Fast as fuck in a NASCAR truck

Like it was sliding down a oil slick aqueduct

Out the window all you heard is clack clack buck

Smackin' up you wack ass fucks cause you wack as fuck and that’s what’s up

The mag will start burstin'

And when you hear it go, you’ll turn blue like an Avatar person

9−11 attacks was civilians crashing into buildings

When I attack, I’m throwin' buildings down on civilians

Send the threat directly or you can call for back up

When the fo' fo' spray it’s Chipotle beef, get wrapped up

«Warfare»

«Bring your whole crew against me just to make it fair»

«Cause we belong in a Cage like Nicholas»

«Hungry like a third world country across the border»

«Competition»

«Lockin' lips with another man»

«Blast at you fag niggas without hair»

«Leave you in the fetal position, with your ass out» — Fat Joe

«Box with my fist still stuck in your mouth»

The name’s Magnetic

But not God Body

It’s the new 50 Cent in Bizarre’s body

Long shottie, wear heat like it’s thermal wear

You only shootin' in the sky like you burnin' flares

Facin' so much time, my attorney’s scared

From placin' bubbles on your head without perming hair

I’m permanent, I’m concerned with shit that a rapper do

Cause it’s a scrap if I say that I wanna rap with you

Yeah, ask for Q and I’mma make it fun

Wait for son, outside of a show, with a staple gun

You’re a fuckin' fool like April one

You think she’s being faithful when she says she’s gonna get a facial hon

I’ve been through more trees than a nature run

I’m blazin' one, per white widow, with The White Shadow that’ll break your lungs

I ain’t the one, leave fiber optic cables spun around your neck

Throw you in a quarry, coroners will think you drown to death

SKip the glitz glamor, banana clips and hammers with rubber grips

Lift big banners with propaganda slandering governments

Construct my treasure out the trash you rejected

Snap limbs for pleasure then tag the cast that protects it

Breath left quick, my frame of reference game of death chest kicks

Agressive when tested I put it down like a stressed pit

Excessive, never get too much of a good thing

Till friends started dying, living bamboozled hoodwinked

Plugged sinks overflow, no holes in my bucket

The cup runneth over once I sold out the substance

Throw gold to my subjects like a ceasar in Rome

While I control the republic from my seat at the throne

You never told me nothing, better leave it alone

You ain’t my homie, my cousin trying to speak like we grown

Ain’t got it all there, now youre caught in the crosshairs

Who thought he’d bring a knife out for Nuclear Warfare?