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time bomb - nikmoody lyrics

{verse 1}
listen
iʼm a finger l!cking time bomb
i miss six the seventh is hitting nylon
iʼm so sick of listening to the bygones
like yeah iʼm white but this isnʼt an 8 mile song
reach for the pile on
you knock me down and iʼm back up on the next play
like whatʼs the next wave
i press play and pray like i got chest pain
your tongues tied,iʼm finding out youʼre a s-x slave
cause all you do is complain n0bodies helping you
youʼre looking like youʼre the dude whoʼs writing yelp review
but all these grapes of wrath could never make wine
thereʼs nothing sadder than tv in the day time
and youʼre a maury show
as far as stories go
your about as vague as a horoscope that ainʼt for me though
you treat the culture like a glory hole, rapping just so your ego can grow that sh-t is corny and trash
that sh-t is ch0r-ographed
i can trace all the steps
you never had a hardship so you make up the stress
but while you hoot holler, i turn 2 dollars to 4 cause iʼm blue collar, my father went door to door while i crawled on the floor hush, hush, the babies here
iʼm just reminding you how exactly i made it here
itʼs how i hustle like pat bev
to pop like a blackhead, i keep on swimming cause thatʼs what mac said, this black pen, is building up the enigma
big mug but iʼve never been kappa sigma
i finesse with tough like it was jenja
but donʼt you ever say that iʼm soft cause of a stigma
no iʼm a different dude
iʼm eating finger food
my hands dirty from anarchy and ridicule
your just a tinder dude
you only seem cool
iʼm about to drop a toaster into your gene pool
and change the energy
you really k!ll me bro
your rapping bout an emmy telling me that youʼre still beat?
you donʼt know d-ckinson just trying to put your d-ck in something other than hoe like i said, this ainʼt a glory hole
nahh, this is therapy and iʼm fed up
iʼm living life on the top floor iʼm pent up
so we donʼt have to go talking about no mob ties
my circle small how you think that i dot iʼs huh?

(hook)
whereʼd the time go?
tick, tick iʼm turning into a time bomb (x2)

(outro)
enjoy your holiday
it’s the quiet one
once we hit 2020
it will be time for the manix
the misfits
the dead end kids
it’s time for our voices to be heard

- nikmoody lyrics

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