Sourmouth — I Need a Goon lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "I Need a Goon" by Sourmouth.

Lyrics

I’m all by myself, floss
With no help, ballen of
The wall, pinball tilt
Its hot on the block but
But i stay chill, its hot
On the block you guy’s
Just melt, Ive been on
The yard, Ive been in
The jail, I’m still in
The system Ive lived in
A cell, Schooling these
Children its show and
Its tell, a goon’s who
You call when the Ghost
Buster’s fail, Ive been
Jumped Ive been cut Ive
Been fucked the fuck up
Cause my DNA tuff i ain’t
Afraid to spill blood
I ain’t buff roughly
Weigh in at 121, young
Floyd Mayweather nigga
Caulky as fuck, a goon
Nigga, somebody you can
Trust, a chipmunk nigga
Somebody with the nuts
Someone who can stomach
Shit, who got guts
Someone who will come
Quike always ready to
Bust, i need a goon
I need a goon
Someone always down to ride
A goon, so we can see eye
To eye, a goon, a mufucka who
Ain’t scared to fight, now i
Think everybody need a goon
In they life
Now who jumps in when the
Odds ain’t right, goon
Who shoots first when you
Rob some guy
Who stand tall at the end of
The night, i need a goon not
A friend alright
Boo theres a ghost, the
Whole hood haunted
Ooo-oo there go a Guel
Homie every hood got em
Look Debo on his bike
Causing problems, i need
A goon like Ice Cube
Lynch Mob him, drama
They like monsta’s, in the
Jungle they would be the
Anaconda’s, pistol caulked
Ready to blap bop em
Bop badabop bop bang
To your noggen, the weak
Gone fall, ask Darwin, to
Eat you must work
Messy Marvin, my time
Cards perfect, im never
Starving, bur I’m a cold
Nigg can survive the arctic
On the market for a goon
Crew renting out a room
Free board and free food
All you gotta do is shoot
Kicked it wit to many bitches
Gotta give em the boot
I need to hang wit real
Niggas that will kill like
A Nuse, I need a goon
I need a goon
Someone always down to ride
A goon, so we can see eye
To eye, a goon, a mufucka who
Ain’t scared to fight, now i
Think everybody need a goon
In they life
Now who jumps in when the
Odds ain’t right, goon
Who shoots first when you
Rob some guy
Who stand tall at the end of
The night, i need a goon not
A friend alright
War Bots, dark thoughts
Cloths Camo Amo caulked
General in command
5 star, Mel Gibson
Brave heart, land sharks
Hammerheads Jaws, got
The hammer in the draws
So ya its caulked, x marks
The spot, treasure rob
Indiana Jones George
Lucas, I got a goon inside
A goon like Plies, a goon
Who will pop no Crispy or
Rice, shaking it up i ain’t
Scared to roll dies, a rare
Mother fucker, snake eyes
This Sourmouth b alias Dopey
Aka fedro’s what i go by B
Mr. Federal as i am known
In the streets, got a whole
Clothing line of free me white
Tee’s, I need a goon
I need a goon
Someone always down to ride
A goon, so we can see eye
To eye, a goon, a mufucka who
Ain’t scared to fight, now i
Think everybody need a goon
In they life
Now who jumps in when the
Odds ain’t right, goon
Who shoots first when you
Rob some guy
Who stand tall at the end of
The night, i need a goon not
A friend alright