Tyrell - Bombers Waiting

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[Intro] We both Jeff Fort in as a youth coordinator We were immediately attacked As being gang orientated That the gangs would control The origination as a result Would control the community [Verse] The answers ain’t complicated I’m concentrating, smack down Them bombers waiting Bleed shit, they ovulating Seed shit, they father waiting Domination, young bull had a lotta patience I was numb, felt a lotta phases It ain’t final til God say it And when God Say it, gotta Rod Wave it Rerock in God’s favor Cold world, in a black box Paper chasing, high hit like a crack rock Ain’t ready to stack opps They cap shots, til we blitz with facts Plot, on the underground Til his mother found on her back, dropped This a fact, rot, dollars stacked, topped Registration ain’t saving us from all these devilish hacks, cop All my life, played the back drop You performative, but you dormant when Them real steppers come form as men Conforming then, bitch we storming in Fake informative, but I’m warning men My arms and length, could storm his crib Ain’t his neighbor, but I’m perming shit Big worming shit to the learning sense Ain’t earning his tryna burn a bridges Use arms to swim and it’s permanent How I merge a blitz, it’s cursive when They endorse a wiz, but we murder shit Never heard of this, but potent, make you notice it Over stood, you decoding this I over lift, cold world, we over strip Through the weather, bipolar flip I’m over hip, exposing shit, I’m older than These old men who holding chips This poker ten toes, rolling 6 They triple it cause the soul is tent He sold his shit, chief smoke a spliff Slim Jim, we’ll kill him and hold his mix Owning shit, they owing shit, they owe us shit Hold it in, Ice Cube, I bolder in First base, they thirst chase Hell is hot, no mercy I can merch, aye When this verse play, I curse they Who fool fans and search face It’s murky, cape, take, first base Home run, I’m first place In the worse way, I burn they Learn they, firm plays and emerge Grace, til I earn stays, they turn chase Boot licking for a soothing feeling Say what? Like who dependent All these Nubes in foolish pedants I’m a true descendant of the true ones living I’m cooling, spinning blocks where we doing business [Outro] And to prove Jeff’s sincerity His real compassion For Blacks folks He stepped out, so that adults Could fully participate In this project Without feeling like They were being controlled by young people
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