Dougie The Producer - Gunners Range lyrics

[Intro] Yeah . You know, I would never say that I'm dissing. Im just real specific. You can either be the victim or be the witness [Verse 1: Dj DubC] Motherf**ers don't know about Dub? Well my n***a how stupid you are Im blowing up the sun, while your shooting for the stars So ahead of my time I see the future with these bars, boy And I am the f**ing future You need a better view or higher seat well heres a booster I could drive the devil crazy, and have jesus stuck in neutral If you claim KING then with these raps I murder Martin Luther, n***a Yeah, Motherf**ers never loved us Talk all the sh** you want but only GOD can judge us Which is ironic because GODs the only one above us Go ahead and rewind it, the ones they always hated was us Yeah, I know you remember, n***a Now everybody wanna be a f**ing member, n***a They start beef, hear me, then they surrender, n***a Didn't plan to loose? Better rewrite your agenda, n***a sh**, Assa**inate your confidence Hand on my dick while I'm screaming "f** your co*kiness" Hand on the bible every time I spit a rhyme Coaching these rappers, and they can't get no f**ing playing time Yeah, Thats because they're whack man, I swear to GOD If all my wishes came true, that would be fairly odd If all my wishes came true, my mom would be alive The other part to that is that my f**ing dad would die [Hook: Dj DubC] Hands up I'm taking shots (Im holding this rap game hostage, n***a) Im after you whether you hate or not (You wanna be a victim then watch me, n***a) Hands up I'm taking shots (Your favorite rappers being held for random, n***a) Im hip hops worst fear, I swear Won't be no more rappers here , I swear Hands up I'm taking shots (Im holding this rap game hostage, n***a) Im after you whether you hate or not (You wanna be a victim then watch me, n***a) Hands up I'm taking shots (Your favorite rappers being held for random, n***a) Im hip hops worst fear, I swear Won't be no more rappers here , I swear [Verse 2: Dj DubC] Motherf**ers don't know about AB? , Man is you living under a rock That don't make you a star, how you plan to reach to the top See I got my ways on every rappers head , I got a red dot Black, Fire squad in boy I'm too cold Like Jermaine when I aim and I shoot foes Tell me who blows Next so I can self-destruct , It ain't helping much if you spitting without the truth bro Thats what you call a liar I run sh** like DMC , you need to call me Sire I'll lay a rapper flat out And call it slashing tires Flow dope and spit coke So when I rap I call it getting higher Gotta do more simple rhyming' Cause our generation is so f**ing simple minded Never simple with the pencil, I a**emble k**er lines And my mentals never gentle , so my temples k** in silence Catch up if you dare, boy When you arrive I sense fear in the air, boy And when you rhyme I smell p**y in the air, boy I make threats because they won't ever push me they too scared, boy DJ f**ing Dub b**h, know the name The only n***a to spit like he already rose to fame Lyrics spilling like blood when you blow a vein Professor X with these bars I'm controlling brains... [Hook]