Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Detonate, artist - Wrekonize. Date of issue: 05.10.2020
Song language: English
Detonate |
| This world’s gone, 86'd for the ape shit |
| Eight clips full of hatred |
| Then they reload in our face quick |
| Just choo-pow on the day shift |
| In the night shift, we don’t take shit |
| Boom-bappin' in the basement |
| Mr. Blue Sky with a face lift |
| Mr. Nice Guy, «Hi Greg"shit |
| I was online, some snide blog |
| Dick riding on tight bars |
| Lil' Pill Bill, Lil' Nightguard |
| Lil' No Rhymes, Lil' Light Fraud |
| No lines, no tight charm |
| No longev', no lifelong |
| I can sketch out any new Lil' |
| He got face tats, chewing Tide Pods |
| Wait, got off track |
| Eating dumb shit, now get off that |
| They don’t give a fuck about any of us |
| So why the fuck should I be on combat? |
| Rest in peace to Big Combat |
| If you don’t know jack, lose contact |
| This world’s cold on the contract |
| Don’t sign shit, you don’t want that, no |
| It goes down, watch me accelerate |
| Now watch me go and watch me levitate |
| Those fools could never seem to get it straight |
| And it makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| Everybody know what you gon' say |
| Soon as you pick that mic up |
| But then the radio put you on play |
| Repetition, you spike up |
| You had never been that nice, bruh |
| No rhythm make a real wanna fight ya |
| I really don’t like when the bum is livin' |
| The one to listen, it’s unforgiving to like ya |
| But somebody do and that’s cool |
| I don’t wanna chew on that food |
| You one happy crew now you dumb |
| But you, relax dude |
| 'Cause you can wake up, it ain’t no connection |
| The Ruger blaze up and take open lesson |
| Ain’t no protection, gang so depressin' |
| Aim for the fame, now your brain holds the lesson |
| That’s right, that’s where the gangsta killers gonna designate |
| For Heaven’s sake, never gonna shake away all that lead intake |
| Now you’re heading straight to the community where they wed in hate |
| Dead-end late, your dreaded fate, .357 case |
| Now the cranium has to detonate |
| It goes down, watch me accelerate |
| Now watch me go and watch me levitate |
| Those fools could never seem to get it straight |
| And it makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| Drop the charges, set the timer |
| Race the clock, I’m the death defier |
| Snitch and tell, never sitting well |
| It’s a test of fire for the testifier |
| Inhale the smoke, it gets me higher |
| Put a bullet hole in your breath supplier |
| I contemplate your constant state of constipation |
| Non-debate, forget the fiber, woah |
| Now I’m making moves |
| I don’t write the rules, I just slight the few |
| You got a right to choose despite the news |
| If you don’t like the food, then don’t bite and chew |
| I’m certified, deep in the fight |
| Reaching the heights you aspire to |
| I murder mics now I’m serving like |
| You gotta earn a stripe just to wipe the shoe |
| My nerves are numb, I’ll burst your lung |
| It’s the vibe that made me feel kinda crazy |
| Not burning time searching for funds |
| Works never done 'til they try’na pay me |
| Like I’m the baby, not the mama |
| I wanna see you bust down Thotiana |
| Pop the llama, don’t stop the drama |
| 'Til we charge the fucking cop that shot Brianna |
| No peace |
| It goes down, watch me accelerate |
| Now watch me go and watch me levitate |
| Those fools could never seem to get it straight |
| And it makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |
| It makes me wanna detonate |