Gibby Stites - Body Count

★ intro ★
Look i'll let you know

★ verse 1: gibby stites ★
Gibby gib and grew with the crew, big squatch, reno too
No superheroes, never changin' in the booth
Swinging two fists, one connect and you spit your tooth
Blood dripping, hit my shoe, time to give an interview
Here to cause terror, call your pallbearers
Prolific with the tunes, no hanna-barbera
Coast to coast, i'm space ghost the most
Your little hoe should know i never fit in y'all era
Rose whip gripped and my flows are timeless
Rap game kurama, death seeds, i got 'em
Y'all weak and prideless, won't see tomorrow
Fueled by the hatred i eat the sorrow
Please keep crying as i keep trying
To breathe new life into the scene i see dying
My vibe is the highest, thrive on defiance
Slingshot pointed at the eye of the giant

★ chorus: gibby stites ★
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it

★ verse 2: grewsum ★
This is godlike greatness, i can fix a show with this onsite maintenance
All eyes fixed on the tall guy, you small fries ain't shit
You want beef? well call my agent
And we can pencil you in, about to son you but i'm sorry i ain't lettin' you win
And it'll haunt you, i'm protected by my heart and this pen
And it's an armor that you'll never knock off me again
I fuckin' warned ya, i'm nostalgia, i'm a relic
A novelty, a gimmick with no comedy injected
I'm just honestly demented, i'm nostalgia, i'm a relic
I'm sorry, i know i already said it but i wanted you to properly digest it
It's been a long road haunted by dark souls
You snot-nosed rappers make me happy i got old
And gibby, he's an old soul, i can sense it
So this art form, it's not gone, it's protected

★ chorus: gibby stites ★
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it

★ verse 3: j reno ★
Yo! yo!
These rappers weak in the heart like dick cheney
You tryin' to get a piece of the bars, you can't pay me (nah)
Face it, i ain't got the patience to play them
Brought it from the basement straight to the pavement (come on)
You seen the peak of yours, now you on a steady fall
I'm still throwin' bars around easy like i'm eddie hall
Any bore i stay ready for 'em plus i weather storms
I been through a ton of 'em and i know there'll be plenty more
It's obvious these hobbyists we shake to body up
Shacked up, broke, just smoking up a whole lot of dust
You and what audience? you wrapped in a void
This a fuckin' massacre on the track with them boys
Gibby with the boom bap break shit is fire
And all these rap dudes gassed up, we the lighter
All it really takes is the spark to ignite 'em
And you end up another body for the pyre

★ chorus: gibby stites ★
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it

★ verse 4: james joyce the squatch ★
Svengali squatch yell it proud
Lead my flock to the water, they fell and drowned
Don't need your chickenshit opinion to tell i'm foul
Developed style, dispelling rounds, 8milli or bell + howell
Been looking for your soul, only a shell is found
We hang different, you disemboweled, i'm well-endowed
Always felt denial, trials of confusion
Stronger on my own while they dying for inclusion
Ogs defiling they students, tryna step like squatch, walk a mile in my shoes
Then wear bear traps comfy as air maxes
Hide you from the world like the rich do their taxes
A bit elated watching comp get eviscerated
You get fingered, i chop hands when they miss the payment
It's amazing, go wicked heinous upon an ignoramus
We all kings in our own world, this is james's

★ chorus: gibby stites ★
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body, forget it

★ outro: gibby stites ★
Everybody can get it, the kill count rising, everybody's a digit
My mind's a lethal weapon, let me body 'em with it
A proper burial for your body