Lyrics When The Bombs Drop - K Rino

When The Bombs Drop

Empty out’cha pockets put it down
Spread it all on the ground
Time to gimme what’cha owe me right now
None of y’all better make a sound
Better hope ya not around
When the mountain making bombs drop down
My children, my children, what is this I’m hearing?
These racist police got my people out here disappearing
The ghetto is offended, they killed the fourth amendment
They targeting the Latinos and African descants
I was recently selected as underground superintendent
I’m not signed to a label I sell music independent
And I’m still try’na stack and break bread with my Kendrick
The enemy attempted to seek and murder our women
When a wise man give you some guidance you got to use it
What Farrakhan is saying is true, if not disprove it
The foolish, make mockery and lie because they clueless
Just keep on slandering and time will tell what up there truth is
Now soon you’ll get a chance to witness what that will do
A big new Basinski and Bill Gates are out to kill you
Sneak up on them demons and crash the tea party
Then it’s wrong at 3: 39 but was gone by 3: 40, so
When the first one fell I grabbed my shield and lid one up
See we all living hell I must prevail my fist to clunch
We been mistreated and these demons keep on sucker-punchin'
But when the time comes my mind run so I keep on dumpin'
I know it’s ugly, when we plottin' revenge
On another buster when he puts his hands on my sisters and shed some tears from
my mother
Somebody better get em for I touch em
Cops don’t listen, gotta get em tell em, karma here it comes
And you can run, but’chu can’t hide when he’s drop that bomb
What lake am I Shalom in the form from Children of the Corn
He bleeds from thorns, and hides from fakes and cakes and snakes in ways to
break within
Again my system creeps, ejected by enemies
R.I.P.
and I really do hope one day that I see ya
Cause when the bombs come and they can all run
You can’t escape what a way you was fake you’re all done
Cause when the bombs come and they can all run
I got a letter from the government, the other day
I opened up and read it, it said «we know you gettin' paid
Empty out’cha pockets and give us what’cha owed to us
Money, keys, and wallets slap your whole family belongs to us
Anything you say or do, will be he’ld against you
Ain’t no running from the mack can’t no weapon protect you»
I ain’t scared don’t minder threats, I’m a military minded vet
SPC the click we rising against the oppression trick
Money on my mind so these verses staying loaded
My pen is like a detonator see Thor explosive
Deadly when I’m in the booth, pull a pistol better shoot
Sniper loose his mind blow his brains out like a Dommin Crew
In the streets they hatin' me, say what I want, do what I pelase
Speak against the forces that be, I’m in demonically
Do you understand the situation created by the nation?
This reparation to avoid annihilation