Lyrics:
(come on)
Ain't no second thoughts and all your thoughts are from Orion
I can tell that you a Devil by them rhymes you're designin'
Your play doggin'
by love
In your heart lies long term loneliness
It's like an unexploded hand grenade
Time ticks away
Over the hills there is a valley
In
the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
5 seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker
All dem a try, dem cyaa get out man
Dawg a now mi bomboclaat strong
Wi a run earth from day one
Right yah now wi link wid alien
Weh you mean by
up those walls
The walls We brake down We now enforce and renforce
To stop the next grenade the next explosion like a flash bang in a tight space
need my own parade
Fuck itm give me hand grenades
Watch me make a suicide salad out a rap ballad
For the love of the kill, I kill for the love
I'm
park around the corner and do a walk-by
Reconciliation, retaliation on my mind
Nothin against the muslims, but I was raised eatin swine
Trapped in
I’m finna act a mother fucking fool, cause I made it
I made it by God’s Grace
I made it by God’s Grace
I made it by God’s Grace
I made it by God’s
beat
[Verse 1:]
No Matter what the price is I'm a telL her swipe it
This is what my Life is Like, you know that
Tremaine what's the hoLd up
Grenade when
want war?
You and your boys can bring the noise
But I'm a bring hand grenades, now you're laid!
Pull out my dick, piss on your bitch-ass
Sit
fuckin' mad at you
But if ya bitin' don't be frightened kid
I'm sorta likin' whatcha stealin'
Your open wound style needs some healin'
Checked out by my
weapons in the trunk, bitch, take your pick
Stick a grenade up under your fender
Stick a pineapple bomb in ya blender, I don't care about you
You say
t'attends, la rue te regarde
Dans mes rêves y a que des putes, hélicoptères, échelles, grenades
Sûr d'aller en calèche, d'y faire un p'tit stage
C'est pas
him wid di man
See one bag a bobo unda turban and tam
Approach dem neatly wid grenade and bomb
Drape out Sizzla pop him out and bam
Warlord nuh
from my corner
I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas
You can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)
It's this lyrical piranha
Strapped wit a grenade, in
away from my corner
I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas
You can act a fool if ya wanna (bitch)
It's this lyrical piranha
Strapped wit a grenade
Too definitive to stay whole
So my will shifts into grenades, letting the purest of rains flow
Lights rekindled retain glow, but I still search all
eyes
Yeah, now I gotta stand by, watch the flames rise
Stay up all night 'til the daylight
All I see in my life is some grey skies
So I gotta stay high,
another time I'm beating by a terminated try
First there was the rock, then the stick, then the bow, then the knife
Machine gun, hand grenade, napalm,
clutch as fuck
Fast lifestyle slow me down double cup
Old school vis'ans rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o clock when your bitch lands
By six
know your click is full of wussies
When you walk by you smell like pussies
You niggaz ain't killa to fuck with godzilla
Monsters, Villans fo real
[intro]
Hell yeah
This is how we supposed to do
Uh-huh, black fist we gon' do?
[chorus]
Drop the grenade, niggas ain't larger
Time to get paid,
need my own parade
Fuck itm give me hand grenades
Watch me make a suicide salad out a rap ballad
For the love of the kill, I kill for the love
I'm
on the scene with cocktails
One nigga looking for po po, in Forest Hill
Someone looking through windows
The doorbells goes off followed by the pump and gas
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