Текст, перевод и аккорды “Drop The Bomb On 'Em”
- Intro: Yeah, boy Them better ring the alarm, boy Them know what's coming, boy Buck, buck, buck, Ha-ha Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Verse 1: Oh my god, fucking bombaclot, I'm hard as Kenard, The little boy that shot Omar in The Wire Tie a whore up with barbed wire in nothing but a Bra Boy, I'm the real deal, charbroil on the bonfire And bon voyage, bitch, I'm like Chef Boyardee In this bitch, send the bomb to my mom's lawyer I'm a problem for you, boy, you think your Tom Sawyer Til I pull you out the fucking storybook and stomp on ya Fucking fictional characters and fairytales Prepare yourself for Captain America on ferris wheels But it ain't fiction, it's fact, boy, beware it's real On lyrics, you will equal zilch to a hero shield Mr. fly by the seat of his parent's carousel Fall, hit the trampoline, bounch and grab a pair of stilts And I ain't wearing zilch, zip, zero, no nothing nada Like your father fucking your mother Chorus x2: Drop the bomb on 'em Please don't drop the bomb on me Shady, please, please don't drop the bomb on me Drop the bomb on 'em I don't want no dog gone beef You see, ain't no reason to sic the dogs on me Verse 2: Boy, I'm the real McCoy, you little boys can't even fill voids Party's over, kids, kill the noise, here comes the Killjoys Me and Dre the steel alloys, the rap crown royales The scalp cowboys, now how that sound for ya? Yeah, boy, you know we bout to put it down for ya So, kick your shoes off and ?? have a sound voyage Sayonara, see you fuckers tomorrow Get some marinara, marinate in some maranara And have a coke and smile, don't make me open a jar Whip ass on ya, that's the last straw you hoping to draw Yeah, you fresher than most, boy, I'm just doper than all Boy, I'm that boy, boy, them boys them no up to par I just show up, go up to the stage and blow up the spot There ain't no boy who can do what I do, boy, I'm a star Boy I told you, boy, I'm a soldier, boy, I'm DeShaun Holton in this bitch, I'm the proof, boy, your a fraud I'll destroy ya, boy, fuck around and blow you to sod a couple bars down Oh my god, boy, you didn't go, no, you did not I got a whole storyboard for you, boy, your the plot You getting got whether you try to avoid it or not Apology not accepted, boy, Detroit is a rock We get to beefing, ain't no telling at what point it'll stop All I gotta do is point to the spot When the bomb drops, boy does it drop And when it does, boy, it's a problem Chorus Verse 3: Boy, don't jinx yourself, boy, I'm Michael Spinx with the belt Stringer Bell, boy, my name rings bells for itself I'm sick as hell, boy, you better run and tell someone else Bringing hell, boy, singing telegrams or get dealt And to that boy I upsetted that said he was better I bet that he's never seen Freddy in that black and red little sweater Back better than ever, the cheddar shredder, the grater The beef grinder, I'll settle vendettas a little later Giving haters incubators, think you made a mistake By saying Shady was ghost, I ain't even closing the gate You got one foot in the grave, just stay put and behave I'm bout to turn this fucking place to Beirut in a day So, hey, wouldn't you say I'm the shit? Couldn't agree With ya more if you were to say my fucking shit doesn't stank Shady fucking aftermath, boy, the ship doesn't sink It just floats in the fucking water til we fill up the tank
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