This is kind of like more dynamite
It's like flames are diffused every time we write
Nineties mind, built with divine design
Live and direct, it's more dynamite
This is kind of like more dynamite
It's like flames are diffused every time we write
Nineties mind, built with divine design
Live and direct
I tell 'em step into my greenhouse, weed plants and THC clouds
Bouncing off the backboard, picking up the rebounds
I and I still keep it raw like '95
Red letter, sky versus sky, slip gets the tiger swipe
Picking up a souvenir, wave when you
See me high flying through the air
My aim's the apex, watch me turn it in in a day
What you're dealing with's great
I run the loop and let it click into place
Beat deadlines, don't give me a date
My texture's fantastic, you can't match the mesh of my fabric
And foolish rappers keep making it then losing balance
I'm deep sea diving, son, I'm schooling snappers
I roll my doobie backwards and watch the future happen
Teleprompter through the camera, tell the crew to cue the action
I don't owe you jack and I don't know you from Adam
Sonny Jim signing out after adding to the anthem
This is kind of like more dynamite
It's like flames are diffused every time we write
Nineties mind, built with divine design
Live and direct, it's more dynamite
This is kind of like more dynamite
It's like flames are diffused every time we write
Nineties mind, built with divine design
Live and direct
So tell me why you so arrogant, you're not important
Bitch, I'm a veteran, you're an abortion
I'm caustic, causing them fools to abort mission
Dump you in my cauldron, you burn like a horse kitten
Jaws twitching, I can sense danger
Like red lasers are pointing at ten strangers
A bad look like guys that wear make up
I run up in your house disguised and tear the place up
Wait, acknowledge it, throw flames upon 'em
I'm propane, I'm bombing 'em, cold case, I'm gone again
No name, anonymous, so save your pondering
You're lower than pond scum, I'm built for the long run
One punch then you out for the count
I cut off the generator that power your house
And send electrical clouds to come and shower you now
I'm like a Rottweiler coming to devour you clowns
This is kind of like more dynamite
It's like flames are diffused every time we write
Nineties mind, built with divine design
Live and direct, it's more dynamite
This is kind of like more dynamite
It's like flames are diffused every time we write
Nineties mind, built with divine design
Live and direct
Check it, it's the Big Joe, 'bout to blow up this bitch
TNT wrapped in some C4 substances
The kind of explosion that's circumference with
Fuse lit, kaboom, your bitch lying in parts and shit
An explosion come from my private parts and bit
When I cum, I'm tired and the girl wants to spit
Last night man linked up with this groupie chick
Got a man and a kid, still stacked from the magic stick
She moving like the god can't handle it
Handle them hips, no love hearts from cupid, bitch
Cream up in this bitch like the days of Wu-Tang
Ooh baby, I like it raw, ya nah boom skank
Raw explosions to leave you burnt, son
Play with dynamite, a lesson learned, son
Nine months later, be holding her son
Bong, bong, bong, so forth and so on
