Текст песни Pipe Bombs (feat. InsaneBeatz) - Muxaveli

Hey, you know, I'm just thinking, what should I do a hook
Should I start with a hook
Okay, let's go

Killing the mic with these pipe bombs you wanna fight
You gotta pick the right one
Hold on a minute
Let me just decide
Which one of you I wanna son
I am just living my life
While you are swimming in my left one or right one
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs uh
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs uh
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs uh

I just wanna rap
Lay down this lyrical attack
My delivery is a biblical fact, the energy I drive
It's the work I already put in, I ain't worried about my impact
Like Nas, I ain't saying hip-hop is dead, it's alive
There ain't no regret, there's over a lot of things I just sit down and reflect
My skills I neglect
My flaws I detect
They ain't got their chosen future, like
CM Punk, I pipe on with my mic schooling them like Terry Funk, Bang, bang Like Cactus Jack, going on life, I ain't tripping
No matter, I ain't skipping over these beats
The messages I am giving
Claiming my universe and through their thrones
Like the king of kings I am ripping, becoming the boss
While always rising up against all odds
Call me the game, I set my discipline towards winning
What's good, pimping?
What's good, pimping?
What's good, pimping?
What's good

Killing the mic with these pipe bombs you wanna fight
You gotta pick the right one
Hold on a minute
Let me just decide
Which one of you I wanna son
I am just living my life
While you are swimming in my left one or right one
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs

A heartbreaker delivering, sweet chin music
Mr. Monday Night pulling out fools from my arsenal that are hard to pick
They are betting on the wrong horse while my moves in their minds stick
619, but through the ropes I come and sweep off the feets, their chicks
Yeah, I can be a dick
While we're standing erect, any enemies I don't deflect
Going all night, high on that Viagra filling the hole as it falls, like Niagara
Screaming Space Mountain is open for business
They ain't gonna miss this
Styling and profiling like Ric Flair When I get on this mic, it's time to drag the
Carpet from under your feet, that's a Trifecta
Sending all of these bum rappers who act like my homies
But in real are jabronis
Fuck you pay me
And if you want something for free
Then check your ass straight in that Smackdown hotel
After that, tell me if you wouldn't pay me then how would you blow me
If you smell what the rock is cooking you wouldn't be able to grow a set
If your name was Balls Mahoney
Quit acting like my homie
Cause you don't know me quit acting like my homie
Cause you don't know me you don't know me

Killing the mic with these pipe bombs you wanna fight
You gotta pick the right one
Hold on a minute
Let me just decide
Which one of you I wanna son
I am just living my life
While you are swimming in my left one or right one
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs killing the mic with these pipe bombs
Getting down on the floor as I am knocking down all of the rules

Make you move back
Step away I ain't Captain save a hoe
Oh shut your mouth, bitch, say no more
You've been selling that pussy door to door
Misogynistic could be my dick can you blame me
While flashing that ass looking so thick
With words I am majestic
But for hoes like you
I am cryptic and sadistic
A little twisted
But in my own way
Always staying with myself authentic

Killing the mic with these pipe bombs
You wanna fight
You gotta pick the right one
Hold on a minute
Let me just decide
Which one of you I wanna son
I am just living my life
While you are swimming in my left one or right one
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs
Killing the mic with these pipe bombs Killing the mic with these pipe bombs