Lyrics:
explode) and the storefronts shatter
Killing these kilowatts is all that matter
Fuck the police, the citizens, and (fuck the judge)
I'll blow they whole
like Rog
[Imani/Citizen Strange]
Yeah, son zoom like the moon
You and your whole cartoon platoon
Gets eradicated, y'all barely made it
Listen
to splinters
In a winter wasteland
Icicle-bound barren township
Call barren moon childs and proud gimps to clinch this chemical war pig
Delinquent sinkin'
Samurai, Scarface, Citizen Kane
The Cool World, Meshes of the Afternoon
Modern Times, A Trip to the Moon
I Know Where I'm Going, Breaking the Waves
not? Why not?
I'm a showoff
Yeah I'ma about to go off spit dat truth
Tear the roof and the floor off
You don't wanna blow off what
I'ma about flow off
Samurai, Scarface, Citizen Kane
The Cool World, Meshes of the Afternoon
Modern Times, A Trip to the Moon
101 Movies You Must See Before You Die
101 Movies
Make a nigga want to blow the badge, off of ya
We been living hard, so it won't be soft for ya
Fiending to see your blood, until you cough it up
Mr.
Make a nigga want to blow the badge, off of ya
We been living hard, so it won't be soft for ya
Fiending to see your blood, until you cough it up
Mr.
No we can't
See the ruins of the old world below
That's what our ancestors left us
Our robot masters will know
How to clean this mess up and build
caught up in being the trigger, pull it on and let's blow all imaginative
(I'm) I'm attached to being bigger now I can't fly without my feeling huh
I'm
[Imani/Citizen Strange]
Yeah, son zoom like the moon
You and your whole cartoon platoon
Gets eradicated, y'all barely made it
Listen to the words of the man, now
benjamins
Now I see
What I need, ain't nothin green
But the green
Nice to blow, when I'm wit my team
Yes indeed
Ain't nobody bestin me
Step to us
And you'll
I've been across the world, no country a nation
My momma once told me, for the troubles, the painin'
Blow up a bubble, and just blow all the pain in
So
bang aye
Homies got some nice some whips
Riding in the P5
Beamer, Tesla, and a Vic
Beaner's messed up, boy don't call me spic
I'll give you bad luck
Like
before the money
A little for my jaded friends, doped up and hungry
Keep the rest to myself, and that's how I want it
Nowadays it's impossible to blow
strength huh
What?
Breaking the bread to feed my family huh
But still spending all of money in this art
About to blow up like the Chernobyl plant
Niggas play
high above the citizens
Laid back, sleep
She up blowin like a ceiling fan all night
While I'm right on top your ribosomes
Pipe and dome that be
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