Lyrics:
cloth
She be expensive
I'm loving her cost
My water be dripping
I just call shit voss
This not a draw
You take the loss
I'm just bombing shit
Like
Shebi Alaye Lemi o
Na why I need money o
Na why I Dey find money
For my packaging
Baba jowo Sami si
Baby jowo damiloun
Everyday bombing
All night no
ain't have a pot to piss in (so good)
Music been my soul, Spirit Bombing all my senses
It'll feel so good when all the Namekians can get it
Drip, drop, I
Bombing
N
Embalming
Napalm
Squadrons
Just
Makin
Ice scream
Yells of
A piscies
Ive done
Mad
Shit
Braggadocious
Covert talk
Im passed
It
Killed ya
Just words
Punch line
Flex cash all night
On a soft life
Osama binladin on God
I be praying I'm weak
But I'm bombing my lapi
I'm flexing but lowkey
I'm
in it
I wrote it all, it's in the fine print
Big stepping in the Vans when I stride ten
Swig peppermint enhance when I'm writing
Mig veteran at bombing
marcha de un compás
Un freshspot me tranquiliza en medio de arterias de esta capital
Adornos son fabricas para mí con un bombing
Bien recargado ejercitando
archer
I was bewildered in a marsh of mediocrity
The shrieking doubts, darting about, the lies, flying, dive bombing
"Can't do this, You can't do that,
we've been replaced by outsourcing and
machines are bombing innocent people
There's children dying at the borders and you still want to protest abortion?
a bombing site I click!
Clack!
Boom the stage
Freed myself with expression doing so till I'm old age
Hunger & pain
Got me to a level of pisstivity till broke
advantage of the fact that someone's lonely is the lowest of low
I can't believe that you would go there
You and your love bombing calling me late at night
joy
We Steady on grind
Days and Night
We Trynna survive
Paper chasing
Only money on my mind
Iron bombing
Steady cash out
Payment slips
Put that shit
givers been no Dey lack
But right now givers Dey lack
Steady bombing till mbute the bag
Many problem givers Dey face
I Dey call God in my own bad times
joy
We Steady on grind
Days and Night
We Trynna survive
Paper chasing
Only money on my mind
Iron bombing
Steady cash out
Payment slips
Put that shit
lyrics and blow it getting bigger sounds like bombing
Smoke looks like broccoli when we roll
That bitches going hiroshima 괜히 떨떠름한
표정 짓는 어른 아이들은
걸음마도 못 떼
choppers
Lyrical mobster
Bombing shit like I'm sadam again
Rhyme ima don I'm religious to profit
Money counter thumbing thru lot of options
Buy me
Tapped to my human side, maka family ties (No cap)
Oo maka muwa? Muwa elego my heart
Sit down tuba Bombing, emeee ije golu Cert
The greatest thing ever,
others can't
I pray to god I'm living straight
My thoughts would give your momma shakes
You bring the heat im bombing Tapes
I can't believe these common
chasing
Fire me for bailing, I ain't hating, I'm just saying
Kick push down the block, why walk?
Bombing down these hills with an ounce of soda pop
Haters
through the haze tryin' to hold on to my higher mind
Well they're killin' for the prophet
Bombing for the holy book
And here in the name of Jesus
They're
Don't drink beers or do drugs
When you're old and fat like me it ain't much fun
I laugh back in reply as I'm bombing it
I'm hurrying my bus is departing
and the bombings then
The mass shooters caged children bad rulers
Billion dollar companies looking for ways to screw us
Out of our last dollar how can I not be
(Yeah, trained to kill, bitch)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I'm bombing like Osama, I ain't afraid to die
Hit you all up in your head
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