Stick To Your Gunns (by Stew Gunn)

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Stick To Your Gunns
(Produced by: Stew Gunn)

Composed & produced by:
Stew Gunn (Stewart Gunn)
lyrics written & recorded by:
Kabal (Kevin Theodoropolus)
& Lil G' (Gabriel Theodoropolus)
for Midian Music(c)2017

lyrics

"Stick To Your Gunns"

(Chorus)
Old school blazing, burning like Hades
Flipped it with great ease, & ripped the mic daily
Slim before Shady, spitting for the 80s,
Critics never praised me, "or slipped you no gravy"/
Now it's all fake Gs, Internet scabies,
Who never see stages, running rampant like rabies/
Rumble pack babies, mumble rap lazies,
Acting Jay-Zs "Makes my dad go crazy"/
Do it greatly, but never do it for the ladies,
Never do it for the safety of the cash and the Mercedes,
Swagger like Swayze, daggers can't phase me,
Face a man bravely "that's how my dad raised me"/
Older and achy, still I lace with the racy,
Still be blazing and hazy, still be pasty & glazy,
Kill a microphone greatly, rope a dope gravely,
Still you don't play me "Hope my Dad pays me"/

(V1.)
Back in the day, before the main stream was faking,
I was a metal head boy who saw Beat Street & Breakin'/
I was taken by the culture, started scrap booking raps,
Started scratching on the records and never ever looked back/
Never ever turned my back, or played a stereotype,
I kept the stereo hype, stayed well aware that I'm white/
Writing fresh routines, the only sum of a scene,
Turned 13 & earned my fist drum machine/

(Chorus)

(V2.)
Nowadays kids will rap for all the wrong reasons,
Spit with no meanings your tracks are song treason/
Weened off of passion, obsessing over fashion,
Flash but no action, selling out to cash in/
A flash in the pan, my man you're doomed from the start
Cos' when your ego is that big you got no room for the heart/
So live your life for you , & pick your love right true,
Pursue until you're through & stick to your Gunn like Stew/

(Chorus)