Текст песни More Dynamite - Verb T feat. Sonny Jim & Joker Starr

VERB T
This is kind of like more dynamite,
It's like flames to the fuse every time we write
Live and direct: it's More Dynamite!
This is kind of like more dynamite
It's like flames to the fuse every time we write
90s mind, built with divine design
Live and direct.
SONNYJIM
I tell 'em, "Step into my greenhouse",
Weed plants and THC clouds,
Bouncing off the backboard,
Picking up the rebounds,
I and I still keep it raw like '95,
Red letter skiver's guide,
Slip, get the tiger swipe,
Picking up a souvenir,
Wait when you see me high flying through the air,
My aim's the apex,
Watch me turn it in in a day,
What you're dealing with's great,
I run the loop and let it click into place,
Beat deadlines don't give me a date,
My texture's fantastic,
You can't match the mesh of my fabric,
And foolish rappers keep making it delusion ballads,
I'm deep sea diving,
Son I'm schooling snappers,
I roll my doobie backwards,
And watch the future happen,
Teleprompter through the camera,
Tell the crew to cue the action,
I don't owe you Jack,
And I don't know you from Adam,
Sonnyjim signing out,
After adding to the anthem.
VERB T
This is kind of like more dynamite,
It's like flames to the fuse every time we write,
90s mind, built with divine design,
Live and direct: it's More Dynamite!
This is kind of like more dynamite,
It's like flames to the fuse every time we write,
90s mind, built with divine design,
Live and direct.
VERB T
So tell me: "Why you so arrogant?"
You're not important,
Bitch, I'm a veteran,
You're an abortion,
I'm caustic; causing them fools to abort mission,
Dump you in my cauldron,
You burn like a whore's kitten,
You're twitching,
I can sense danger,
Like red lasers are pointing at 10 strangers,
A bad look; like guys that wear makeup,
I run up in your house disguised and tear the place up,
Wait! Acknowledge it!
Throw flames upon 'em,
I'm propane; I'm bombing 'em,
Cold case, I'm gone again,
No name; anonymous,
So save your pondering,
You're lower than pond scum,
I'm built for the long run,
One punch then you're out for the count,
I cut off the generator that power your house,
And send electrical clouds to come and shower you now,
I'm like a Rottweiler coming to devour you clowns.
JOKER STARR
Check it.
It's the big Jokes about to blow up this bitch,
TNT wrapped in some C4 substances,
The kind of explosion that's accomplished with,
Fuse lit, kaboom, your bits lying in parts and shit,
And explosions come from my private parts and bit,
When I come, I'm tired and the girl wants to spit,