Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bomb, artist - Rivers Cuomo. Album song Alone- The Home Recordings Of Rivers Cuomo, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
The Bomb |
It’s like a holocaust to the boss when I toss |
Too much knowledge kicked then you’re lost |
In a shuffle of feet, Jinx the fiddler |
And I control your mind like Hitler |
You bow and vow to authority |
See now, a sucker with a style just boring me |
So I show K N O W L E D G E, it might trouble you |
Then I transform like a decepticon |
With a mic as a bomb |
I’m solo, you ask how I’m living |
Still dropping more shit than a pigeon |
With the L, the E, the N, the C, the H |
The M, the O, the B, the great |
Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha |
It’s the hip hopper that don’t like coppers |
And if you try to upset the pot sun |
You get kicked in the chest like a shotgun |
I make the beats, I make the breaks |
I make the rhymes that make you shake |
Make you find, Ice Cube never caught in the middle |
I make shit to kick you in the ass a little |
And still never hesitate to stutter step |
Or bust a repetition on the mic |
Still dissing all the hype from left to right |
How many left to fight? |
So what that Lench Mob like? |