Red Hood Beatz - High Noon lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, need to straighten out some “f*gs”, man f**, man, loving that guitar, mate Check this out, dog [1st Verse] Man, I guess my next tat ‘ll be on my forehead- “f** with me” So I can a**ure that you f*gs got something to stare at Like my name was Garret Bermuda shorts, tank top, sandles and a parrot With Tourette's, on my shoulder Yelling he raped Grover, Oscar, too, got bent over Man, I just waltz through the mall, looking for trouble? Nah, man, not at all But what the f**'s wrong with y'all Motherf**ers driving up, almost causing a pile up You trying to rile me up or just digging my style, s*ut f**ing c*nt, mushy p**y, dumb f** Man, don't you know that that kind of sh**'ll get me pumped up Glove in my back pocket, ready to duel and sh** Temperature's dropping, wipe that smile off your face, b**h This is serious business, you'll die as soon As you meet this western typhoon at high noon, b**h [Hook] It's high noon, b**h! And yes, I'm bad to the bone They will carve it in my stone No matter how hard you try This time the bad guy won't die Seeing me in these streets, man You better duck because [2nd Verse] Overreaction is my only reaction Challenging all of you f*gs, maximum escalation It's like an adrenaline rush Like a collapsed tenement crushed me and By some a miracle I got off with a minor concussion Feeling like a new man, Gary Numan Cars blasting through my speakers, everything's cool, man Till some guy cut me off in a blue sedan sh**, you know just what to do, man Pop the trunk on you You won't blunder through I got the hump, ready to curb stomp you, too No need to make a rendezvous, ready to go impromptu Cos on my clock it's always high noon, fool! [Hook] It's high noon, b**h! And yes, I'm bad to the bone They will carve it in my stone No matter how hard you try This time the bad guy won't die