One Bomb State

[Verse 1: Godemis] Yeah! Strange Music! 13! I can't kill them enough, my camp can't call It Spike the punch, counselor alcoholic Brain like an abyss, and blow that cancer Get locked for killing a can-can dancer Can't stop the villain, I'm feelin' myself now Running a couple of times, I'm feelin' myself out Fuck, better you bet now, bet on your boy I'm an idea not a thing, I cannot be destroyed When they come, gon' get it, getting rid of 'em all Cut life's cables kid, bet I get on the ball But I hit them all and they just targets Anybody claiming they fly, never really been on a starship Killer City cinema so sad it seems I'm in between the sheets with a bag of dreams And the option is I could bust it at the seams And I'm ready for the Feddy and the half of Nin, c'mon [Hook] We coming all black, gray and red all day Fall back, me say there ain't shit safe Holla (Oh-Ay-Oh) run far 'way (Oh-Ay-Oh) One Bomb State In the tall grass lay, gunfire rain Fall back and pray, they one God save Holla (Oh-Ay-Oh) run far 'way (Oh-Ay-Oh) One Bomb State [Verse 2: Info Gates] Can't get Phat here, go figure you fatso These cattles you can't lasso KC-MO this ain't Lupe Fiasco So watch your spit talk, Tobasco Can't bust in a cipher without a passcode Prolly can't spit bars without lying about your cash flow Catch goosebumps off of my last ho Bada bing boom Anthony Soprano Smoke both hands on a piano Brain lock, with brain matter on the back handle, Mickey Mantle What you think my city's on the 1st 48 for Can't leave here without your face sore Can't tell me I don't know something I do know I can't not do something that I said I'm gonna do so Now I'm looking for that ass up in Chuco Cause I won't give a joke until you go [Hook] [Verse 3: Ubiquitous] They can't know my style, they can't see me Too hot for radio, show banned from TV They can't read me, Elway running a play Running a route, take one and I'm out The Champeezee, Done without the ?Dairy? Son I'm about to stampede them Big throat what I'm about, can't reason Around if it needs, less we can count it It's not real, we stuck in a box still But tryin to be big as the Biggie and Pac bill The Killer City Commitee, we can't pity ya Rather you clap for me than give me Chlamydia Flippin' the beat from Tripoli out in Libya The jam shaking the fans, hah ?Sedidiya? You can't can or stamp, I know Kansas clubs on the low Kansas folks can't stand us [Hook]