bomZDaY Lyrics

They are no more, they've gone fallen, they've gone fallen and they've got no stuff left

They've gone fallen, they've gone fallen and they've got no stuff left

Like no fucking way that I ever could see you live a fucking bombs day

Cause that trap no will hit you in every single way

And that full course is coming, this is just an entree

Full force running, bitch, I'm flipping out in Battle Creek

Media control you, that's the way that fucking cattle think

Snakes in the grass, but none of them could rattle me

Can't name one rapper who could battle me like no bitch, no I don't think you will

Mind of maniac whos armed with chrome and steel

Yes I will cut you down till you just a raw red meat meal

Stop it, no

Drop it, low

Bow to, blow

If you ain't seen Bob's way then you gotta, go

Bitch, go, go, go

Yo, ho, I'm on my shit damn, I think I found a flow

Backing down on bombs, say what you folded, ho

Stop on, go

Ready, steady, bitch, I'm on Sonic Flow

Bombs ain't hitting parts so you just run on, ho

LG King is back, man, so just watch the throne

You a fat man, but you weren't in Nagasaki

Better look now, your position's looking rocky

I might as well be psychic, boy, I know your voice is treble

You now a little boy and I can take you like some pebbles

People always ask me why I rap and never listen

They can't comprehend my motives, this is my decision

So in the future when I think right back to my mob days

The lesson that sticks out to me is that hard work always pays

Flippin' doobies, catchin' strays, your shirt turns straight to ruby, ho

Sendin' newbies back to lobby, fuck your bitch like it's a hobby

Bet your British fuckin' cop gave you a dog like Scooby, ho

Wanna be a tough guy, wanna be a bomb

Look me in the eyes, I know you can't handle the bomb

It's all hush, hush, where we pull up for a job

But don't look at me twice or you'll get skewered like kebab

I said bombs fallin' and they not gon' stop