I walk in the room to air horns
Slick talking, in rare form
Care is warn and I'm bared for
Heat but don't keep the hair short
Nervous, thoughts are thick, coarse
Knowing it's what I write for
Telling nobody in particular to eat shorts
Knowing it's a quick fix
I'll be damned if it don't stick
Nipping at my incompetent confidence for a little bit
So i'm just making hits, coolin in the bungalow
Dynamite, lighting the wick and let the bundle blow
Lightning like I'm cracking the whip and let the thunder go
Tasty rappers looking at my money, who you hungry for?
My
Style is evident, aim it at your residence
These peasants is
Kneeling at my feet because I'm heaven sent
A testament
To the tremendous beating I'm bringing
Tracks'll leave the floor shaking windows breaking ears ringing
I'm not done preaching, never will be
Not until you all kill me
Twice each, might have reached my peak at 19
I'm the Dead ringer to your favorite MCs
Make em weak in the knees I'm solving problems with ease
I don't blink
Nor do I eat sleep or drink I'll take watch
Like I run up on ya on the corner like "I'll take watch"
I won't botch this, obnoxious, giving verbal accostings
I cost this egregious rapper some more losses
I'm awesome, applauding appalling beat downs
On these clowns
Known to get down
After putting lights out
Right now. Turn your brain to pixels when I split frames
Dealing high resolution damage, toting 4 k's
I got two new year's resolutions
1. less break outs and 2. More break ins
Beat ya ass till it look like the end piece of bread
Easy cause it's located snuggly over your head
So I'll heat some metal, make your face turn red
Served past page margins with some margarine spread
Burnt
Fill tombs and Place wounds on enemies
Big shoes to fill if you gonna try and bury me
Kill ya confidants then kill your confidence
My sub is Sub-Zero, step up and leave spineless
When I'm snapping over these beats there's something deep inside of me
That wakes up and starts spewing all this energy
See that nothing makes me happy like perfecting a flow
Or fixing the piano roll so it perfectly lands the blow
So I can go crazy performing to dirty clothes
Break the shovel use it to climb out of some deep lows
Shouts to Tampico
If you know you know
SMITH.b - Dynamite Lyrics
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I walk in the room to air horns
Slick talking, in rare form
Care is warn and I'm bared for
Heat but don't keep the hair short
Nervous, thoughts are thick, coarse
Knowing it's what I write for
Telling nobody in particular to eat shorts
Knowing it's a quick fix
I'll be damned if it don't stick
Nipping at my incompetent confidence for a little bit
So i'm just making hits, coolin in the bungalow
Dynamite, lighting the wick and let the bundle blow
Lightning like I'm cracking the whip and let the thunder go
Tasty rappers looking at my money, who you hungry for?
My
Style is evident, aim it at your residence
These peasants is
Kneeling at my feet because I'm heaven sent
A testament
To the tremendous beating I'm bringing
Tracks'll leave the floor shaking windows breaking ears ringing
I'm not done preaching, never will be
Not until you all kill me
Twice each, might have reached my peak at 19
I'm the Dead ringer to your favorite MCs
Make em weak in the knees I'm solving problems with ease
I don't blink
Nor do I eat sleep or drink I'll take watch
Like I run up on ya on the corner like "I'll take watch"
I won't botch this, obnoxious, giving verbal accostings
I cost this egregious rapper some more losses
I'm awesome, applauding appalling beat downs
On these clowns
Known to get down
After putting lights out
Right now. Turn your brain to pixels when I split frames
Dealing high resolution damage, toting 4 k's
I got two new year's resolutions
1. less break outs and 2. More break ins
Beat ya ass till it look like the end piece of bread
Easy cause it's located snuggly over your head
So I'll heat some metal, make your face turn red
Served past page margins with some margarine spread
Burnt
Fill tombs and Place wounds on enemies
Big shoes to fill if you gonna try and bury me
Kill ya confidants then kill your confidence
My sub is Sub-Zero, step up and leave spineless
When I'm snapping over these beats there's something deep inside of me
That wakes up and starts spewing all this energy
See that nothing makes me happy like perfecting a flow
Or fixing the piano roll so it perfectly lands the blow
So I can go crazy performing to dirty clothes
Break the shovel use it to climb out of some deep lows
Shouts to Tampico
If you know you know
Slick talking, in rare form
Care is warn and I'm bared for
Heat but don't keep the hair short
Nervous, thoughts are thick, coarse
Knowing it's what I write for
Telling nobody in particular to eat shorts
Knowing it's a quick fix
I'll be damned if it don't stick
Nipping at my incompetent confidence for a little bit
So i'm just making hits, coolin in the bungalow
Dynamite, lighting the wick and let the bundle blow
Lightning like I'm cracking the whip and let the thunder go
Tasty rappers looking at my money, who you hungry for?
My
Style is evident, aim it at your residence
These peasants is
Kneeling at my feet because I'm heaven sent
A testament
To the tremendous beating I'm bringing
Tracks'll leave the floor shaking windows breaking ears ringing
I'm not done preaching, never will be
Not until you all kill me
Twice each, might have reached my peak at 19
I'm the Dead ringer to your favorite MCs
Make em weak in the knees I'm solving problems with ease
I don't blink
Nor do I eat sleep or drink I'll take watch
Like I run up on ya on the corner like "I'll take watch"
I won't botch this, obnoxious, giving verbal accostings
I cost this egregious rapper some more losses
I'm awesome, applauding appalling beat downs
On these clowns
Known to get down
After putting lights out
Right now. Turn your brain to pixels when I split frames
Dealing high resolution damage, toting 4 k's
I got two new year's resolutions
1. less break outs and 2. More break ins
Beat ya ass till it look like the end piece of bread
Easy cause it's located snuggly over your head
So I'll heat some metal, make your face turn red
Served past page margins with some margarine spread
Burnt
Fill tombs and Place wounds on enemies
Big shoes to fill if you gonna try and bury me
Kill ya confidants then kill your confidence
My sub is Sub-Zero, step up and leave spineless
When I'm snapping over these beats there's something deep inside of me
That wakes up and starts spewing all this energy
See that nothing makes me happy like perfecting a flow
Or fixing the piano roll so it perfectly lands the blow
So I can go crazy performing to dirty clothes
Break the shovel use it to climb out of some deep lows
Shouts to Tampico
If you know you know
Writer: Bryce Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid