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Don’t Be Talkin’ Shit Lyrics by Death Kut

unKUT Vol. 1

2014

[Hook: K'nnedy]
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
I pop him in the jaw (yeah)/
And he won't be talkin' at all (naw)/

[Verse 1: Death Kut]
Buss you in the mothafuckin' lip like a blowjob/
When I come through, I leave ya ass wit no jaw/
I be an abrasion in this bitch, I'm so raw/
Send yo ass to hell, tell the devil I said, 'Hola.'/
I use my barehands, I don't get the nina/
When you facin' Death Kut, it won't be a misdemeanor/
When I pull up at ya show, nobody gets to see ya/
This that true Scary Movie, so you know that bitch a screamer/
Yeah I kill a mothafucka, commandment number six/
An axe up in yo back, and yo back is gonna split/
When you see me on the scene better think of somethin' quick/
Turn you into treadmills, have you on some runnin' shit/
I ain't Michael Myers, Leatherface or fuckin' Jason/
Add 'em all and multiply, that's what the fuck you facin'/
All you fakes suck dick like you all a bunch of gay men/
Make yo face The Gathering. what that mean? that bitch at Cave-In//

[Hook: K'nnedy]
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
I pop him in the jaw (yeah)/
And he won't be talkin' at all (naw)//
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
Cause if you talking shit to me/
I'll knock out your fucking teeth//

[Verse 2: K'nnedy]
Ole bitch-ass boy, you wanna step to me? well those'll be the last steps that you take/
Hit you harder than the brakes; they won't recognize your face/
But really they won't have a chance cause you'll be in the lake/
I'll straight up kick your fuckin' door in/
Shoot up your whole family and I'll make yo ass an orhpan/
I got my boys backin' me up like endorsements/
We'll take your head and just cut it off like foreskin/
I say fuck the pigs, and what they're about/
Punch that bitch right in his snout/
I stick my pistol in his mouth and pop, pop/
I say fuck you like a cock block and I'm top notch/
Bitch, I'm hotter than a crock pot/
Yeah, and what I mean is, I keep the heat/
It's either tucked in my waist or it's under the seat/
But it's always in reach, I keep it like a receipt/
I said I run up to your house like it's fuckin' trick or treat//

[Hook: K'nnedy]
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
I pop him in the jaw (yeah)/
And he won't be talkin' at all (naw)//
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If you talking shit to me/
I'll knock out your fucking teeth//

[Verse 3: K'nnedy]
I tell my homies stay close/
We'll run up on you faster than Usain Bolt/
Walk around with that gun on me like a leaf blower/
And I leave yo ass flatter than a steam roller/
Uh, put a hole in yo head/
Leave 'em leavin' in the streets or in a hospital bed/
Even if they call the Feds, I stay on 'em like some meds/
And if you fill me up with bullshit, I fill you up with lead, bitch/
Noone likes you like a snitch/
Say it one more time, I run up to your house like ding dong ditch/
Fuck with me, you get these fists; always score but never miss/
And my homie Death Kut probably threw me the assist/
Okay, I say you wanna fight they say no way/
You'll never know my locate, I'm just hangin 'round til the rope breaks/
Whoopin' ass is like my job and I don't have any snow days/
Hit you in the eye, and the nose, just bloody up your whole face/
But when I hit you in the lip, you stop talkin' shit/
But you done got me pissed so I ain't gonna quit until I fuckin' feel content/
You ain't never safe/
I'll stomp yo head down just so you can give the curb a better taste//

[Hook: K'nnedy]
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
I pop him in the jaw (yeah)/
And he won't be talkin' at all (naw)//
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
If I bust him in the lip, he won't be talking no shit/
And if you talking shit to me/
I'll put you 6 feet beneath//

[Outro: K'nnedy]
And that's garaunteed .... garaunteed//
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About “Don’t Be Talkin’ Shit” by Death Kut

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