Fuse Lit / Pipebomb Lyrics – Granddad Woolly
Singer: Granddad Woolly
Title: Fuse Lit / Pipebomb
Fuse lit, alright let’s go, yeah/
Give me 37 seconds, and I hope you know that time is of the essence/
Appreciate the act or the art, but you gotta pick a preference/
Hard to get the picture with no frame of reference/
My motive’s future proof, like it’s evidence from Jetson/
And in my dark times I was my own incandescent/
My light was on the edge like that moon when it crescent/
Any giant leaps it took a lot of small stepping, yeah/
Without the work what good’s a blessing/
I saw this gift don’t mean sh#t if I ain’t present/
And you tend to learn best when you choose to take the lesson/
And it ain’t a true test if it don’t include the stressing/
The half hearted die from that feeling of compression/
The bomb is bout to blow, so I hope you got the message/
Do I have everybody’s attention now?/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
See me kill them from a distance not the snipe round/
What that is? Pipebomb! Right now!/
Grown folks talking n#gg# pipe down/
Green young bucks you gotta shut the f#ck up/
I’m the omega, big shot like the kraber/
We won’t run yo shut up we hit the fader/
I’m elite and fight forever/
Yeah that’s real, what’s the deal/
I play my cards that you bite like Ace Steel (Steal)/
Dope check Dadda n#gg# how ya face feel/
Numb to these bums, how they hate when they the scum/
They can starve, wouldn’t give they #ss a crumb/
Eating off the snap, this the benefit/
Putting my stamp up on these letters, where I’m sending it, straight up to the top/
That’s where you go when the motivation differ/
Close quitter, been bitter, now my days looking real Bill Withers, it’s lovely/
While you n#gg#s looking musty/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Pipebomb dropping on em right now/
Happy go lucky n#gg#s might frown/
You won’t get a second wind, put that kite down/
You think you doper than the Dadda, put the pipe down/
Yeah I detox from known lames/
Rattled snakes with no fangs/
No love still serve game/
Now I’m all set but in no gang/
Can’t match me with a low flame/
Air it out like my name Ang/
Not shots just Grand pop, so you still get that bang bang/
If you can’t coordinate we ain’t the same, cause I/
Break molds, the seven had to hold em, while I make gold/
Bars from the soul, that I ain’t sold/
Chose to put this 8 up in the paper so it can’t fold/
The coldest n#gg# rocking in a rocker rocking kangols/
Just in case you ain’t know (Do I have everybody’s attention now?)/
Pipe Bomb dropping on em right now/
Pipe Bomb dropping on em right now/
Nothing but that pain n#gg#, bite down/
It’s levels to this sh#t, put the mic down/
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