Detonator Lyrics – The Last Kind
Singer: The Last Kind
Title: Detonator
Oh thank you, thank you
Last Kind baby, about to shine baby, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay crew, you know how we do it
Representin’ hip-hop, coastal, everywhere
Check it out, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
From the Atlantic seashores to the Pacific seashore
Pleased to meet your acquaintance, now meet your match
When spots are blown with lyrical C4, cuts and scratch
The detonator got you fiendin’ for more, steadily
Like I told you before, the melody be as deadly
And steady bе bein’ broke as a slit throat
As a b#tch butt naked with a mink coat walkin’ through Harlеm
It ain’t no problems when the trouble shooters here to solve ’em
Hip-hop has been my life story, hip-hop has been my life’s glory
If you can’t rock than get up off me
I use your dome piece as a trophy
Derek Strong rhymes dopey, y’all sucker-m#th*rf#ck*rs know me
And knowin’ me is half the battle, yo
And since you knowin’ me then you knowin’ we have to battle
Yeah, duck behind your bulletproof shield hater
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
My mic is the silencer to quiet your images
Creepin’ on your camp like tarantulas
Infiltrate without trippin’ alarms
Cuttin’ n#gg#s gizzards like Hillshire Farms
On this event horizon, exercisin’
Cunnin’ like the jackal, a master of disguises
Full of surprises, they got ’em shook and frantic
Schemin’ on your team like Charles Bronson the mechanic
Panic snappin’ your back to the canvas of the turnbuckle till you crack’ like ceramics
Athletic LK-assassins
Bustin’ your #ss so fast, givin’ flashbacks and post-traumatic stress arrest
Like when you know you guilty in court, you plead no contest
Criminal respectives, hectic scenarios
Expressin’ myself but you don’t hear me though
I guess the skin tone got ’em hatin’
Pretty little prick with an attitude demonstratin’
Lyrical skills equivalent to zero
You wanna battle me? You must be the greatest American Hero
Meanwhile my name is givin’ me trouble
Seems almost iller than D dippin’ in a coupe bubble, detonator
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
Maja Clout back to the future, run through era after era
Bringin’ buckets of ruckus, yo, so f#ck ya’s, buck ya’s
Leavin’ you like strawberry Smucker’s, rich and creamy
Lyrical troops with boots and beanies weenies
Try to beam me but can’t get past my force field
Pause and yield, who cost meals in my killin’ fields, yo
Squawks and squeals from your brainwashed peers
Yo, what the deal, yo?
The sweetest thing I’ve ever known, love jones for hip-hop
White boys be sayin’ ”Dude, you’re f#ckin’ hot!”
Cop from the same spots as cops
Drop the same lines as pops non-stop
Used to tell me ”Get the money and the honeys’ll flock”
Rip the tracks while I watch the bunnies hops
Hops cannon like Oscar The Grouch
The MC’s shrink, you got an hour on my couch
Kangaroo kids hop they #ss in they pouch
Don’t pout, who’s comin’ to town?
Say ”Who?”, Santa Clout, yo!
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Kill the wack sh#t, I broke MC’s out the box
Verbal slang like {?} on the corner, you the goner
In my eyesight yo, we bring the havoc you can expect
Like cats, you still get cracked up in the cabbage fifty-million ways
Eat your style like a buffet
I’m nast-ay, want the fly chicks like freakin’ JJ
Hey hey, what’s happenin’? I form like the Kraken
Emergin’ outta water, LK-slaughter like a coked out brother
Give me f#cked up hair cuts, I bust nuts in sl#ts
If that #ss is found, what, what?
We can rhyme for days, no matter what the season
Puncture your lungs, stop your breathin’
n#gg#s cheesin’ while I flex like sex, forever pleasin’
Take your whole crew underseason
Leavin’ mic’s bleedin’ from the top, Roccwell rock the spot
Got it locked hip-hop, yo, proud we drop, what?
Inquirin’ mind seekin’ always wished to know
I treat my bangers like take-out, makin’ hits to go
False machismo plays my eyesight in fact
Action packed black soul survivin’ risk the crack of damage
We prototypes you can’t duplicate
Or catch a numb in for somethin’ chill to {?}
Yo, these woodwork cats are just recruitin’ snakes
I got the bigger in me son, I just keep the faith
Get it? Omega status worldwide across the atlas
Surpass the boundaries astound to be mic apparatus
Blessings embedded in me since adolescence
Bronx mathematics hit equations in my lessons
Who can top that? Supreme methods
It’s private eye, I’m on the case on the trail of the snakes
Shit-talkers with they common sense insinuate
But inside the cream puffs like a tasty cake, what?
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
My brain is a bomb
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
My brain is a bomb
My brain is a bomb, my mouth is the detonator
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