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Haiku D'Etat – Firecracker Lyrics

Hip Hop/Rap

Yesssssss!
Ha ha!
Nothin' but explosions up in here!
I got the firecracker (firecracker)
The cherry bomb (cherry bomb)
T.N.T. (T.N.T.)
A stick of dynamite (a stick of dynamite)

I got the firecracker, the firecracker
My shit's the cherry bomb, the cherry bomb
Yessss T.N.T., a stick of dynamite
We got that outta sight, down and out right wig pill
Firecracker, the firecracker
My shit is the cherry bomb, the cherry bomb
Ooohhh T.N.T., a stick of dynamite
We got that outta sight, down and out right wig pill

I may be crazy, but I ain't no fool
I got enough sense to know my flow always breaks the rules
My blood starts rushin' when I hear the percussion
Then I get to bustin', well what the hell you discussin'?
Well a little bit of this and that
Well what you mean?
What I mean is I know where it's at
Where's it at?
It's right here, on the up and up
You can take a toke, just don't suck it up
I got the one hit, I know the real way
And when you get there, you gon' have a field day
I speaks the word
Now stick your head inside the bottom of the barrel
That leads to the straight and narrow in the center of the earth
The bullshit flows to the top ridin' with the surf
From shore to shore, and from door to door
I give you more and more of what you came here for

I got the firecracker, the firecracker
My shit's the cherry bomb, the cherry bomb
Yessss T.N.T., a stick of dynamite
We got that outta sight, down and out right wig pill

What you thinkin' this beat
Kickin' the heat, stickin' the heat
I'm speakin' to fools like a rocket
Ready to shoot off, knock it, huh
Ready to sock it in your rough flow
It's a cherry bomb, you don't know
Nigga South Central flow comin' to San Francisco
Learn to do disco dance, nigga take a chance, we enhance
Take a little puff, ahhhh
Blow it out, huh, and then stuff
Into the goddamn blunt and shazam
Before we can even put 'em in a jam
On the goddamn uh cherry bomb, huh
It's necessary pussy, tell me what you want, huh
Blunt, kick, ahhhh
With the dynamite stick

And the firecracker, the firecracker
Aw shit, it's the cherry bomb, the cherry bomb
Yeah, T.N.T., a stick of dynamite
We got that outta sight, down and out right wig pill

Well you know music is my cup of tea
I drink it daily, for a while I've been luckily
Geographically positioned close to different culture zones
Right by my home I can get on my bike and cycle down
To the Leimert area, fools over there is underground
Bumpin' they stereos, sellin' ethnic clothes
Incense and burning coals
Jazz sets, fast chess on the clock
Some heads are glued, determination won't stop
They thinkin' man, much as we flexicizin'
Put ink in the pen, I'm on some next describin'
We studio rats, the lab dwellers
Of then and now, Generation Ave fellas
And we remember how to get the spark of the fire
The passion to push, the portrait of a rhyme
Fuckin' the ration of a bud bush
The balance of a body that bounces and breaks barriers
Bending into various moves from Zulu dance
The talent that it takes to be trippin' you out
Catchin' the fiery irie skankin' while doin' the stuff
And the boat we row is headed way beyond the shore
To boldly go where no man has gone before

Firecracker, the firecracker
My shit's the cherry bomb, the cherry bomb
Yessss T.N.T., a stick of dynamite
We got that outta sight, down and out right wig pill

Ill eagle, fireworks with fire
Arm gettin' down, doin' dirt, firecracker
Goin' pop, firin' off at the top
See before explosive statements I will warn
Hot contents, pressurized cans in the trunk
Molotov cocktail cartel, Unabomber blackmail
Stinkbombin', gummin' all up in the funk
Tissue paper rolls taped up full of highly combustible
Soul power, I'm bombin' on 'em, powder burnin'
And it's on soon as the gauge racked
Droppin' them smart bombs
Spark a cell for my blacks
Nuclear detonation, this underground countdown time bomb
Blastin' in packs, soundin' like thunder cracks
Bottle rockets get a light at the end of the stem
She got the bomb cherry, I'm playin' pool in my pocket
I can't wait to hit the sack
Explode, let loose my sex load
Watch how the chemicals chain react
She wanna flash on a nigga by the odor flame
Ignitin' a flare to blow up the spot
I blew out her fuse and pumped the brakes
She'll be havin' more fun jumpin' out of birthday cakes

I got the firecracker, the firecracker
My shit's the cherry bomb, the cherry bomb
Yessss T.N.T., a stick of dynamite
We got that outta sight, down and out right wig pill

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