Get away cause I don't even wanna be disturbed I'm over your head like bees and birds
I just wanna write my songs to ease my nerves, unleash a verse
I speak and just keep releasing the heat to defeat and delete the worst
You can't even dream to compete cause simply put it you're just too quick with words
Don't give me that garbage, I'll launch it in a trash can
Still can't figure out why kids eat this up
Like they're Pac-Man
Not trying to hate you bro, and it's just
The way you flow, it's gotta go til then we're just, too raw for the radio
I'm villainous with a violent mind, and venomous as a spider bite
I just might detonate up in your face cause I'm lit like sticks of dynamite
So light the fuse and it might go boom, our music's blowing up like balloons
I'll recite inside the mic until I finally find a new rhyme to use
And I might just snap on a microphone then I strike your dome like a lightning bolt
See I'm high with volts so I might explode so come and get your motherf*ckin' style blown
Don't really wanna hear you cry and moan, so I'm leaving you quiet like a phone
On silent mode and I got hotlines that are off the hook like a dial tone
I'm psycho and I might go, mad in a minute like a cyclone
Jack Nicholson with a battle axe on psychedelics in the twilight zone
This rapid fire, a vocal war, lyrical bullets bodies on the floor
My desire a force you can't ignore, bigger than life like a dinosaur
Let me drop a bomb, tactical words in the octagon
Rip into your body a phenomenon, disguised like a comic con
Knock you're down can go on and on, take you out in the promenade
Round in a circle with a common nod, bring your squad it's a sad facade
Gonna spit these bars like a lightning rod
52/50 - Rapid Fire Lyrics
52/50 - Rapid Fire Lyrics
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Get away cause I don't even wanna be disturbed I'm over your head like bees and birds
I just wanna write my songs to ease my nerves, unleash a verse
I speak and just keep releasing the heat to defeat and delete the worst
You can't even dream to compete cause simply put it you're just too quick with words
Don't give me that garbage, I'll launch it in a trash can
Still can't figure out why kids eat this up
Like they're Pac-Man
Not trying to hate you bro, and it's just
The way you flow, it's gotta go til then we're just, too raw for the radio
I'm villainous with a violent mind, and venomous as a spider bite
I just might detonate up in your face cause I'm lit like sticks of dynamite
So light the fuse and it might go boom, our music's blowing up like balloons
I'll recite inside the mic until I finally find a new rhyme to use
And I might just snap on a microphone then I strike your dome like a lightning bolt
See I'm high with volts so I might explode so come and get your motherf*ckin' style blown
Don't really wanna hear you cry and moan, so I'm leaving you quiet like a phone
On silent mode and I got hotlines that are off the hook like a dial tone
I'm psycho and I might go, mad in a minute like a cyclone
Jack Nicholson with a battle axe on psychedelics in the twilight zone
This rapid fire, a vocal war, lyrical bullets bodies on the floor
My desire a force you can't ignore, bigger than life like a dinosaur
Let me drop a bomb, tactical words in the octagon
Rip into your body a phenomenon, disguised like a comic con
Knock you're down can go on and on, take you out in the promenade
Round in a circle with a common nod, bring your squad it's a sad facade
Gonna spit these bars like a lightning rod
I just wanna write my songs to ease my nerves, unleash a verse
I speak and just keep releasing the heat to defeat and delete the worst
You can't even dream to compete cause simply put it you're just too quick with words
Don't give me that garbage, I'll launch it in a trash can
Still can't figure out why kids eat this up
Like they're Pac-Man
Not trying to hate you bro, and it's just
The way you flow, it's gotta go til then we're just, too raw for the radio
I'm villainous with a violent mind, and venomous as a spider bite
I just might detonate up in your face cause I'm lit like sticks of dynamite
So light the fuse and it might go boom, our music's blowing up like balloons
I'll recite inside the mic until I finally find a new rhyme to use
And I might just snap on a microphone then I strike your dome like a lightning bolt
See I'm high with volts so I might explode so come and get your motherf*ckin' style blown
Don't really wanna hear you cry and moan, so I'm leaving you quiet like a phone
On silent mode and I got hotlines that are off the hook like a dial tone
I'm psycho and I might go, mad in a minute like a cyclone
Jack Nicholson with a battle axe on psychedelics in the twilight zone
This rapid fire, a vocal war, lyrical bullets bodies on the floor
My desire a force you can't ignore, bigger than life like a dinosaur
Let me drop a bomb, tactical words in the octagon
Rip into your body a phenomenon, disguised like a comic con
Knock you're down can go on and on, take you out in the promenade
Round in a circle with a common nod, bring your squad it's a sad facade
Gonna spit these bars like a lightning rod
Writer: Tony Snow, Tristin Rennie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid