Luyện nghe bài hát Bomb Thrown

out the fine.- Villain!

I warm it up Kane in his prime
Fuck with us, you insane in the
You way out of line
Money talk, boy you wastin' my
You don't to put the work in
You just want a taste of the
Real talk, so it's to trust
I'm in it for the ride, like I drive a charter bus
Scars and blood, from the deadly I bust
In we trust, the army buy they bombs off us
about it naysayer, you can hardly doubt it
Who's the best? Who's the We could argue hours
Runnin' through field, I'm Jordan Howard
Nowadays they respect money than power
Money, power, respect, we all some
I ain't waitin', I it, one lump sum
Made men trade hands with young
They stopped manufacturin' the cloth I'm cut from

I be laughin' at the as though I'm body-shamin' exes
Only time you set-trip is when you binge on
Reckless, run it up like, "Eso, listen
Alright I like the beat except the snare, and keys"
Geez, I teach but I kill when the class on
So I got no like Spidey with the mask on
Generally speaking, rhyme is five star
Split personality, I ride a side car
I can't think of the rhyme, it must be
It's on the tip of my tongue like Stan Smith's
Hold on - hmm, 'bout a fly sound
And how you got no bars a dry town, so pipe down
The beat bumps like bad
"Captain gonna teach stuff", shout to Kraglin the line, yo
Let the take you where the cameras can't
very necessary like a Q-Tip Grammy rant

(DOOM was imminent)

Due to jet lag, good or is that night?
speak proper, some airheads said he act white
Catch flight, bread good so he tends to pack
Got jokes, but usually don't engage in no fight
Could be considered a waste snakes on the back bite
Detrimental to culture that they sight, ass-wipe
him on stage, mad hype, with a trashed mic
Month later, in the gutter, pipe and a flashlight
Lookin' for something, he still scurry
Bewilder, incite riots, the mind's gone
There wasn't really shit to say, much to they chagrin or
The had 'em on the ropes,
then he a big mistake and hit the hay

home and hit the day
Burn the midnight oil and freak the a different way
Disaster, is a component
Settin' fire to in a monumental moment
And the potent, it's like a never-ending quotient
A ago it was smiles and
hugs, now where the the dough went?

He so bent it's like he set the shit straight
Bombs fittin' to drop and he ain't even close to sayin'
(V-V-Villain) ever stolen
Was as a blessin', think the Universe owe him
Got faith in the vessel but when to keep rowin'
Yeah and get up out your own way when a poem
Those who think they do, don't him

No different a squad of birds ready to blow him
Sorry Charlie, get back up on Harley
Win, lose or draw, beat you at Atari
Drop they ass deep in some far-off
And prob'ly even got the answer to, "Who the are we?"
Metal Face squad drone, tell the ones, "Shalom"
In a tone, bomb thrown