Flash Bang

Dzl, yo

Flash Bang Grenada

Yeah it's quite alright

I can you see you, from the living room

You're in your car

Listening to me, talking to you, about me

Well listen to this

[Hook: Nocando]

I can't call it, I just vomit, all my thoughts up in the process

Clear my conscience from this constant state of conflict that is caught in

I profit from my talkin', all my talkin' gets me profit

I ain't ballin' but my wallet keeps on poppin' out my pocket

Hyperbolic (X8)

[Verse 1: Nocando]

Yo, Yo

Balls to the wall, fists to the sky (sky, sky!)

Every other day feels like the fifth of July (indie, indie!)

The sky is the limit, so the limit is the sky (sky!)

I never met a limit I particularly like (no, no, no, no!)

If I wanna, I'll open up a bar, on the Moon (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

I'm walkin' black tar, on a spoon (dope, dope, dope, dope!)

Critics criticize and I don't care if people chatter

They bring it to my face well that's a different fecal matter (aww shit!)

I go ape shit like god in the old testament (ha, ha, ha, ha!)

You don't love me no more, now I'm on some petty shit

I'm a heartbreaker like I played with Tom Petty

Smooth and smoking Sativa with a body higher than strong Hetty trip

I'm lettin' loose, they're very rigid

I'm jerry-rigged in a social circle of varied women (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

You don't mind my company, they just wanna comfort me

And say things like they're in love with me

But I can tell they barely meant it (liar, liar!)

100 (100!), trill spit (trill spit!)

No bull (no bull!), real shit (real shit!)

Them other niggas get you bored like a drill-bit

Play this hyperbolic flash bang bang bang bang

[Bridge: Busdriver]

You don't smell as good as I do, I do(X2)

Nigga you stink, yeah (X4)

You don't smell as good as I do, I do (X2)

Nigga you stink, yeah (X4)

[Verse 2: Busdriver]

I, dough rap off beef so fast for your natural selection

Headbutt an axe and plaster past is his astro-projection

My, wing ton car will seem to dazzle your henchmen

I blew into kingdom come with a mouth full of desk lamps

But things are different know I gotta house full of Rembrandts

And makes Hancock Park look like it's a death camp

I sponsor concerts with your stocks and bonds on my cross hairs

And I've got obnoxious blondes sitting in my lawn chairs

My, espresso machine modifications include voice

Recognition software, a rich neo cont air

Who since birth had crossed a middle eastern autocrat

Your thinking copy what the bottlecap, it's not a novel act

For me to not get prissy but be eaten by pussy

Plus these, pain meds, they keep my mind mushy

But I'm lying, I'm an astronaut, non Sebastian Bach

I'm a laughing stock for sayin' what I am a lot

You pinch hitter, dish rinser, I disfigure

Stick figure, bitch nigga, while being extremely lazy

Big star in small screen, shit off the ball beam

While parking lot pimping at Walgreens we pulling any lady

Hyperbolic (X8)

[Bridge]

[Verse 3: Del the Funkee Homosapien]

Dzl, internal combustion

Free flow, cascade unobstructed

I, emanate, what you, assimilate

Although it aggravates once you peep the after taste

Aerospace, zero visibility

No evidence cause dudes really ain't, hearin' me

Hit a air pocket, get to slippin' on a jet stream

G-force turn you into gelatin, get it sleeve?

Shrink significantly, in the little league, nigga please

You too damn brittle to try to trip off me

Your silhouette, get narrow in your field of threat

Abortion, pill of death, enough to leave a hippo wet

Missiles eject, (peerrwwwm), discharge

Like a pistol affect, it really flip frauds

Chicken tacos, all in the El-Dorado

For that mumbo jumbo, actin hella macho

It's either Del or not ho, I got the hot flow, lava mo'

Y'all some jokes, going against the squad of GOATs

Every law you wrote I'm mocking, be little

Cause y'all got to be kiddin', when I talk you tremble

The whole block against you, connect the dots its simple

What you bring forth you get back tenfold

So it's no wonder, why you gettin' no love ya old buzzard

Sittin' alone with empty cupboards

Argue with the bargain bin and starve to death

We are the best marksman with knowledge that you marvel at

Like a airborne rocket sent to bomb ya camp

Screamin' where ya momma at, now we call you mollusks back

Like a airborne rocket sent to bomb ya camp

Screamin' where ya momma at, now we call you mollusks back

Hyperbolic (X4)

[Hook]

Hyperbolic