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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daktyl
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DUCKWRTH
Songwriter
Rich Lonbay
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Be careful where you aim that
You could blow somebody's brains out
It's a war goin' on outside
And everybody's still lookin' for the safe house
[Verse 2]
Be careful where you aim that
You could blow somebody's brains out
It's a war goin' on outside
And everybody's still lookin' for the safe house
[Verse 3]
But me, I'm just a soldier in the Valentino
I got a canteen full of moonshine and Pellegrino
I reek of nicotine like carpets in the cheap casino
I got a thing for black chicks mixed with Filipino
But anyway, before I hop up off the subject
I was walkin' through the trenches
With this missiles and the roughnecks
I was lurkin' for a killin', spittin' loogies in the bucket
Ran up on the enemy and told that boy to run it
[Verse 4]
Just before he gave her the five, and then payed for nothing
The record started erupting, it was looking bad for DUCKWRTH
And I pulled up that grenade
And pulled that metal piece up out the head
'Cause if I'm goin', all you **** goin'
That's just what I said
[Verse 5]
Be careful where you aim that
You could blow somebody's brains out
It's a war goin' on outside
Everybody's still lookin' for the safe house
[Verse 6]
Like, whoa
If you know any better, motherfucker, you would run right now
Like, whoa
Everybody, get down, down, down, down
[Verse 7]
And me, I'm just a trooper and I bathed and ate
Foot soldiers on call and no, they never flake
Pastel color palettes like some Easter eggs
And every day's a holiday, 'cause all we see is cake
And we ain't scared of none of you ****
None of you bitches, you run with lilies
You faking your suspenders , I came with a mission
And that's to bring the war to you ****
War with no triggers
Just the shit we cook in the kitchen
Flex up your fitness, that's muscle boy, add Popeye to spinach
Pass me the ball, I'll run it in the blink of a minute
Touch down, dirty chicken on the line is a scrimmage
That's a bad motherfucker with a good-ass image
[Verse 8]
Like whoa
If you know any better, motherfucker, you would run right now
Like whoa
Everybody, get down
[Verse 9]
Like whoa
If you know any better, motherfucker, you would run right now
Like whoa
Everybody, get down
Written by: DUCKWRTH, Rich Lonbay