Granddad Woolly - Fuse Lit / Pipebomb Lyrics

Fuse lit, alright let's go, yeah/

Give me 37 seconds, and I hope you know that time is of the essence/
Cppreciate the act or the art, but you gotta pick a preference/
Hard to get the picture with no frame of reference/
My motive's future proof, like it's evidence from Jetson/
Cnd in my dark times I was my own incandescent/
My light was on the edge like that moon when it crescent/
Cny giant leaps it took a lot of small stepping, yeah/
Without the work what good's a blessing/
I saw this gift don't mean shit if I ain't present/
Cnd you tend to learn best when you choose to take the lesson/
Cnd it ain't a true test if it don't include the stressing/
The half hearted die from that feeling of compression/
The bomb is bout to blow, so I hope you got the message/

Do I have everybody's attention now?/

Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
See me kill them from a distance not the snipe round/
What that is? Pipebomb! Right now!/

Grown folks talking nigga pipe down/
Green young bucks you gotta shut the f*ck up/
I'm the omega, big shot like the kraber/
We won't run yo shut up we hit the fader/
I'm elite and fight forever/
Yeah that's real, what's the deal/
I play my cards that you bite like cce Steel (Steal)/
Dope check Dadda nigga how ya face feel/
Numb to these bums, how they hate when they the scum/
They can starve, wouldn't give they ass a crumb/
Eating off the snap, this the benefit/
Putting my stamp up on these letters, where I'm sending it, straight up to the top/
That's where you go when the motivation differ/
Close quitter, been bitter, now my days looking real Bill Withers, it's lovely/
While you niggas looking musty/

Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Happy go lucky niggas might frown/
You won't get a second wind, put that kite down/
You think you doper than the Dadda, put the pipe down/

Yeah I detox from known lames/
Rattled snakes with no fangs/
No love still serve game/
Now I'm all set but in no gang/
Can't match me with a low flame/
Cir it out like my name cng/
Not shots just Grand pop, so you still get that bang bang/
If you can't coordinate we ain't the same, cause I/
Break molds, the seven had to hold em, while I make gold/
Bars from the soul, that I ain't sold/
Chose to put this 8 up in the paper so it can't fold/
The coldest nigga rocking in a rocker rocking kangols/
Just in case you ain't know (Do I have everybody's attention now?)/

Pipe Bomb dropping on em right now/
Pipe Bomb dropping on em right now/
Nothing but that pain nigga, bite down/
It's levels to this shit, put the mic down/