Lyrical Trap

(Yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, I'm not sure you're ready for this men, you know)

Yeah this is sal

Here I go again ready to blow up like a taliban

I'm crazy man, just kidding relax, no bombs inside my backpack

I have nothing to do with those men, they're brain dead and without religion

So listen motherfuckers

Let's try and guess right, the bomb is my mind

My pen is like an AK, I'm shooting on a piece of paper all day

My verses claymore, my rhymes are C4

And when it comes to my flow, we have the fucking detonator

Yeah, yeah, I think it's easy to mumble

As I'm spitting this rhyme my dick is hard like marble

You look surprised, but that's the shit you like

Gucci gang has now more views than rap God, that's not a lie so

Will you make me rich, if I say I fucked a bitch, I forgot her name

This is the wane, who's the one to blame yeah

Maybe me? Maybe you? Do you know?

I don't know! I don't know! Blow this flow! Blow this flow yeah yeah!

I want some ice (ice)

I want some ice (brr)

And if it's the type that melt I'm gonna cry

I'm dripping, dripping

Listen, listen

Kick it, fuck it

Let's mumble, drop it

I want some ice (yah)

Some other ice (brr!)

Let's say it twice (twice??)

Let's get it wright (let's get it wright)

You wanna fuck with me, you're gonna die (R.I.P.)

You wanna fuck with me, I'll make you fly (flap, flap)

I want some spice (yummy)

I want some spice (yummy!)

I want to eat with my black homies some rice, some chicken and some fries yeah

That's the shit I like, that's the shit I like, that's the shit I like

And once we finished we should it again three times, twice

I said three times, twice

Let me get it wright, let me get it right

With the second hook I'm fucking changing your mind, yeah, you better listen because

Here I go again ready to blow up like a mumble man

I'm crazy wait, just kidding relax, no shit inside my rhyme-pack

I have nothing to do with those men

They're brain dead and without a message

So listen motherfuckers

Let's try and guess right, the bomb is my mind

My pen is like an AK, I'm shooting on a piece of paper all day

My verses claim more, my rhymes are C4

And when it comes to my flow, we have the fucking detonator

Ah, ah, I respect this new gen man

They just become who they are doing what they like (respect!)

And that's the most important thing in life, but I'm not alike yeah

I gotta give a message with my lines

But at least they're doing something, people hating on them what are doing?

They're doing nothing, laying on the bed

Commenting shit because they're mad of others success

Take a pill, what a mess, watch me flex

Hey sal, you wanna be someone?

Well if so you should mumble some shit in italian (the fuck man??)

They think I give a fuck, but I don't give a fuck

And if they think I give a fuck I think they better get fucked!