My niggas countin’ up, smokin’ a thousand blunts/
Who you doubtin, us? You actin’ childish bruh/
Im talkin’ to ya baby mama and she down to fuck/
Ayo 6, hit this nigga wit the Galick Gun/
I heard ya mixtape, that shit was soundin’ buns/
You gettin’ tea bagged on the ground wit’ a pound of nuts/
When you see me, just make sure ya mouth is shut/
Or you gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Catch a Falcon Punch/
You gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Catch a Falcon Punch/
You gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Verse:
I went Super Saiyan Filth, you dont know that form/
Im hard as Leisure Suit Larry in a co-ed dorm/
When my eyes glow red boy you know thats war/
I’ll leave the fuckin Hydra wit’ no heads on/
Bitch Im Crash wit’ the jetpack I jet fast across the stage/
Solid Snake makin’ ya snap, you Johnny Cage/
Nigga im Shao Khan and I’m dickin’ down songs/
Wit’ Sephiroth’s sword, its ‘bout a mile long/
I got a military bitch wit’ a large tech/
A bird wit ‘a stick, that shit is Far Fetch’d/
Aint no competition left for me to fight against/
You gon’ see a shark bite a Goldeen type of fish/
I heard yo mama love eatin’ protein sausages/
Swallowin more chili dogs than Team Sonic is/
I got the same hidden strength a dope fiend harnesses/
You gon need 7 lights and 13 darknesses/
Just to rap as strong, i got jagged horns/
Im the dragon born, you just a Capricorn/
Im sendin niggas to the clouds like data dog/
When I take Barret’s canon arm And attach it on/
Hook:
My niggas countin’ up, smokin’ a thousand blunts/
Who you doubtin, us? You actin’ childish bruh/
Im talkin’ to ya baby mama and she down to fuck/
Ayo 6, hit this nigga wit the Galick Gun/
I heard ya mixtape, that shit was soundin’ buns/
You gettin’ tea bagged on the ground wit’ a pound of nuts/
When you see me, just make sure ya mouth is shut/
Or you gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Catch a Falcon Punch/
You gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Catch a Falcon Punch/
You gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Verse2:
Heard yo baby mama got me on replay/
I’m about to bend it over and beat it up like I was CJ, GTA/
Grand Theft Asshole, your wife let me Smash Bro./
She left cum sliding down my pipe like Mario, sad bro/
Sad to know that that’s what yo woman’s really on/
When I’m clappin’ the cheeks Ima tag G-Mo Skee in like Diddy Kong, she said my dick is really long/
Dig-Duggin’ it, shut the club up like Galaga/
I use to skip Algebra to smoke weed and play X-Kaliber/
On NES, iff any flex too hard they meet the caliber/
Seuss Mace be the final boss not a miscellaneous challenger/
And a homicidal maniac with yo death date on my calendar/
Even if she look like Bowser, I get the top and throw a towel at her/
Mothafuckas try to cross me like Frogger they end up road kill/
Fuckin the frog’s widow, she bitin’ the pillow because this toad ill/
Servin’ great dick in 8 Bit like a mothafuckin Tamagotchi/
Jump in the pussy and beat a nigga’s ass lookin’ like Heihachi/
Yoshimitsu how she jumpin’ on my sword wit’ efficiency/
I call her Zelda, when she comes around my Link’s Awakening/
I been around a minute so I play the game wit’ proficiency/
If you get outta pocket you’ll need an Orthodontist for teeth straightening, cuz ahhhh/
Hook:
My niggas countin’ up, smokin’ a thousand blunts/
Who you doubtin, us? You actin’ childish bruh/
Im talkin’ to ya baby mama and she down to fuck/
Ayo 6, hit this nigga wit the Galick Gun/ (6 refers to The Gawd Six Seconds)
I heard ya mixtape, that shit was soundin’ buns/
You gettin’ tea bagged on the ground wit’ a pound of nuts/
When you see me, just make sure ya mouth is shut/
Or you gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Catch a Falcon Punch/
You gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Catch a Falcon Punch/
You gone fuck around and catch a Falcon Punch/
Verse3 (UBI):
You can either rock hard or stay soft/
How many pop stars top charts then fade off? They not far from laid off/
Workin’ like a slave then I jot bars on days off/
Snappin’ like a zombie when they chop arms and legs off/
A lot of winners losin, might have fought hard but they lost/
Organized confusion yeah we not far from chaos/
Pop a round, aimin’ at me miss. Heard he way off/
Crooks cookin’ books look legit, Bernie Madoff/
Bitchin’ bout the boss but they aint tryin’ to pay the cost/
In the kitchen talkin’ shit, they aint tryin’ to make a sauce/
Wrestlin’ with rascals is a hassle like David Hoff/
Deadly like a Romanov, take em back to ravenloft/
Runnin’ for their wretched life, they cannot escape the fog/
I may be odd, either way it goes you gotta pay me God/
You are now inside the house of the rising sun/
Run and hide, none survive the flood when Poseidon come/
I lick a shot without a bit of stress, hit direct/
With the coordination of Chrono Trigger triple techs/
Ocelot revolver body droppin’ count em up/
Knock em down, power up and hit em with the Falcon punch!!/
Hook
credits
from 8 Bit Filth EP 2: Hero Hunter,
released October 13, 2023
Featuring Seuss Mace & UBI
Produced by BKnapp
Mixed and Mastered by G-Mo Skee
The FILTHIEST rapper from the Bay Area of California, G-Mo Skee is beginning to take the world by storm with his self-made genre of Hip Hop, the fans like to call it FiLTH!
Listen at your own risk.
Absoulutly love R.A but sorry to say fellas -
F*u** I.T and his communnism complex/tds -Using R.A's platform to epouse it.Fantastic album anyway Cold Rollins