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Boris Likharev
Boris Likharev
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Nicholas Audy
Nicholas Audy
Songwriter
Gilbere Forte
Gilbere Forte
Songwriter

Lyrics

I feel like an explosion Light the fuse and I'm a show you Dynamite but more blacker Young Dolemite with more swagger The key I'm rapping in is minor The coat I wore here is primer The attitude of old vinyl (Love it) The wildest shit on my bucket (List) I want more than what I imagined for I need something to unlock that door I need someone who lies To tell my truths before they die (Hi) I survived (Crashes) I made it out of hell in traffic I ask myself just for practice Do you see where you are and what's happening? This might be a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This is bout a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This might be a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This is bout a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion What's the worst that can happen? What the hell we been thinking? What's the first damn reaction? Scream the worst in the mattress (Let ya pain know who's master) This ain't bout being average, this ain't being fat as fuh This shit (Bout uhh) being enough, and taking back what's been took from ya Who want life on a served platter? There's nothing gourmet about tater-tatters The steak too raw and the fries is soggy The carrots on the side ain't enough when you hungry The salad looking dry and I'm thirsty homie You got too many vices to serve me homie What's the advice then, if none of it is working for me (Shit, is you out to harm me?) We ain't throwing the ball with dreamcatchers We ain't doing shit that don't matter We ain't trying to be good, to be badder We ain't bad enough to be radder We ain't wit all the chit-chatter We been killing ourselves to be accepted We been saving some money for protection Anything after this is a blessing This might be a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This is bout a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This might be a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This is bout a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion You don't have to mind me, I'm bout perfect timing You ain't who I'm trying to be, you bout social climbing The world don't know our kind yet, we move outta space like comets Out gassing critics trying to digest, how we blew by you Linda Ronstadt Laughing in the face of consequence, approaching everything with confidence Take a risk, it's faith or this, explosiveness, is a mindset No more mantras to remind worth, we're the light in the fireworks Brighter than the stars on our earths, let the music speak, this is our church This might be a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This is bout a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This might be a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion This is bout a moment, I been waiting for it, I just can't control it This might be the coldest, cause it's two sides to each explosion (BOOM)
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