Nuclear

(альбом: Danny Boone 3 - 2021)

Kennedy aborted lives, Zapruder eight millimeter
Front, back, side-to-side
He got Hillary to see the tape
The silent screams are becoming facial lotions
Yeah, I'd like to order the Apocalypse Supreme
What kind of sauce would you like with that? Nuclear
A mint chocolate chip pint of peace, rather
Sugar cone, double scoop it up
Homie bragging that he pull a pistol on God
He must be shooting up
Or feeling like a hero-type, pretends he got no fear in life
Coming to an ending abruptly, yeah, right

Nice with it, without it I'd be trying to get at
The cat the had it, so come and get it, you can have it
Nice with it, without it I'd be trying to get at
The cat the had it, so come and get it, you can have it

Iller than a severe hangover at Chuck E. Cheese
On no sleep, lookie here
I been there, clicking teeth
Spitting fingernails, hitting rails like locomotive wheels sparking
And screeching to slow from the flow of things
That bring before men took feeling's attention
To a fruition, but ambition won't listen
When the truth says, "Choose a new mission"
All them bougie new losers
Ain't looking out for your Gucci
They tryna put the pieces together just to picture
A new future, just like you, bruh
None of us know, though, somebody could shoot ya
Just like they were taking a photo
Click (click), flash (flash), all for the cash

Nice with it, without it I'd be trying to get at
The cat the had it, so come and get it, you can have it
Nice with it, without it I'd be trying to get at
The cat the had it, so come and get it, you can have it
Nice with it, without it I'd be trying to get at
The cat the had it, so come and get it, you can have it
Nice with it, without it I'd be trying to get at
The cat the had it, so come and get it, you can have it