Текст песни What's the Move - Mr. Bomb

What's the move?
Tell me what's the mission?
Rather ask for forgiveness than permission
Treat her good, good dick that's her prescription
Can't give her no refills cuz I got superstitions

I got superstitions
The public been stuck in prisons
Free your mind stop playing victum
They see me and how I'm living
Now they tryna make a big decision
My dad he hooked on ism
I'm the light shining through the prism
Rainbow effect on everyone I effect
As a matter of fact
When I die know Mr. Bomb gon resurect
Don't show no disrespect
In hope that we could reconnect
You better come correct
I'm tryna put this in effect

What's the move?
Tell me what's the mission?
Rather ask for forgiveness than permission
Treat her good, good dick that's her prescription
Can't give her no refills cuz I got superstitions

Who you duckin? Not just me
Who you fuckin? Not just me
Who you suckin? Not just me
And it's so easy I could see

Whatchu expect me to think?
Self respect is what you need
Hit it once I can't repeat
No dick she turn into a fien
Rumors runnin though my head
Say she just end up in his bed
Think I'm better off alone
She think I'm better off dead
All this miscommunication
An over exaggeration
It's creating some frustration
All this superstition

What's the move?
Tell me what's the mission?
Rather ask for forgiveness than permission
Treat her good, good dick that's her prescription
Can't give her no refills cuz I got superstitions

What's the move?
Tell me what's the mission?
Rather ask for forgiveness than permission
Treat her good, good dick that's her prescription
Can't give her no refills cuz I got superstitions
I got superstitions