Pipe Bombs (feat. InsaneBeatz)

Hey, you know, I'm just thinking, what should I do a hook Should I start with a hook Okay, let's go Killing the mic with these pipe bombs you wanna fight You gotta pick the right one Hold on a minute Let me just decide Which one of you I wanna son I am just living my life While you are swimming in my left one or right one Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs uh Killing the mic with these pipe bombs uh Killing the mic with these pipe bombs uh I just wanna rap Lay down this lyrical attack My delivery is a biblical fact, the energy I drive It's the work I already put in, I ain't worried about my impact Like Nas, I ain't saying hip-hop is dead, it's alive There ain't no regret, there's over a lot of things I just sit down and reflect My skills I neglect My flaws I detect They ain't got their chosen future, like CM Punk, I pipe on with my mic schooling them like Terry Funk, Bang, bang Like Cactus Jack, going on life, I ain't tripping No matter, I ain't skipping over these beats The messages I am giving Claiming my universe and through their thrones Like the king of kings I am ripping, becoming the boss While always rising up against all odds Call me the game, I set my discipline towards winning What's good, pimping? What's good, pimping? What's good, pimping? What's good Killing the mic with these pipe bombs you wanna fight You gotta pick the right one Hold on a minute Let me just decide Which one of you I wanna son I am just living my life While you are swimming in my left one or right one Killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs A heartbreaker delivering, sweet chin music Mr. Monday Night pulling out fools from my arsenal that are hard to pick They are betting on the wrong horse while my moves in their minds stick 619, but through the ropes I come and sweep off the feets, their chicks Yeah, I can be a dick While we're standing erect, any enemies I don't deflect Going all night, high on that Viagra filling the hole as it falls, like Niagara Screaming Space Mountain is open for business They ain't gonna miss this Styling and profiling like Ric Flair When I get on this mic, it's time to drag the Carpet from under your feet, that's a Trifecta Sending all of these bum rappers who act like my homies But in real are jabronis Fuck you pay me And if you want something for free Then check your ass straight in that Smackdown hotel After that, tell me if you wouldn't pay me then how would you blow me If you smell what the rock is cooking you wouldn't be able to grow a set If your name was Balls Mahoney Quit acting like my homie Cause you don't know me quit acting like my homie Cause you don't know me you don't know me Killing the mic with these pipe bombs you wanna fight You gotta pick the right one Hold on a minute Let me just decide Which one of you I wanna son I am just living my life While you are swimming in my left one or right one Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs Getting down on the floor as I am knocking down all of the rules Make you move back Step away I ain't Captain save a hoe Oh shut your mouth, bitch, say no more You've been selling that pussy door to door Misogynistic could be my dick can you blame me While flashing that ass looking so thick With words I am majestic But for hoes like you I am cryptic and sadistic A little twisted But in my own way Always staying with myself authentic Killing the mic with these pipe bombs You wanna fight You gotta pick the right one Hold on a minute Let me just decide Which one of you I wanna son I am just living my life While you are swimming in my left one or right one Killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs