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(Yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, I'm not sure you're ready for this men, you know)
Yeah this is sal
Here I go again ready to blow up like a taliban
I'm crazy man, just kidding relax, no bombs inside my backpack
I have nothing to do with those men, they're brain dead and without religion
So listen motherfuckers
Let's try and guess right, the bomb is my mind
My pen is like an AK, I'm shooting on a piece of paper all day
My verses claymore, my rhymes are C4
And when it comes to my flow, we have the fucking detonator
Yeah, yeah, I think it's easy to mumble
As I'm spitting this rhyme my dick is hard like marble
You look surprised, but that's the shit you like
Gucci gang has now more views than rap God, that's not a lie so
Will you make me rich, if I say I fucked a bitch, I forgot her name
This is the wane, who's the one to blame yeah
Maybe me? Maybe you? Do you know?
I don't know! I don't know! Blow this flow! Blow this flow yeah yeah!
I want some ice (ice)
I want some ice (brr)
And if it's the type that melt I'm gonna cry
I'm dripping, dripping
Listen, listen
Kick it, fuck it
Let's mumble, drop it
I want some ice (yah)
Some other ice (brr!)
Let's say it twice (twice??)
Let's get it wright (let's get it wright)
You wanna fuck with me, you're gonna die (R.I.P.)
You wanna fuck with me, I'll make you fly (flap, flap)
I want some spice (yummy)
I want some spice (yummy!)
I want to eat with my black homies some rice, some chicken and some fries yeah
That's the shit I like, that's the shit I like, that's the shit I like
And once we finished we should it again three times, twice
I said three times, twice
Let me get it wright, let me get it right
With the second hook I'm fucking changing your mind, yeah, you better listen because
Here I go again ready to blow up like a mumble man
I'm crazy wait, just kidding relax, no shit inside my rhyme-pack
I have nothing to do with those men
They're brain dead and without a message
So listen motherfuckers
Let's try and guess right, the bomb is my mind
My pen is like an AK, I'm shooting on a piece of paper all day
My verses claim more, my rhymes are C4
And when it comes to my flow, we have the fucking detonator
Ah, ah, I respect this new gen man
They just become who they are doing what they like (respect!)
And that's the most important thing in life, but I'm not alike yeah
I gotta give a message with my lines
But at least they're doing something, people hating on them what are doing?
They're doing nothing, laying on the bed
Commenting shit because they're mad of others success
Take a pill, what a mess, watch me flex
Hey sal, you wanna be someone?
Well if so you should mumble some shit in italian (the fuck man??)
They think I give a fuck, but I don't give a fuck
And if they think I give a fuck I think they better get fucked!