Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Formalities
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Formalities
Songwriter
Jackson Aye
Composer
Lyrics
I've got a short fuse
Tell me who, wants
To undo my screws
Loose change, your entire game
Wet like wu tang
With that nifty 2 chains
On my choose new gang
Switch into new lane
Cause I refuse, to lose
To you, I defuse, the situation
Cause I don't wanna be the mother fucker that you facing
Too easy
You wanna front on me
Take a seat, lemme teach you how to blow up a beat
I implode with a killer flow
Leave em slowed, you know
Click em like a barcode
And bode him goodbye!
Cause incidentally mentally
Leave em feeling so dreadful, no more empathy, recipe for a enemy
Lending me bullet tensity, crafting up a formula like chemistry
Till it blows up the beakers
The tweakers, are twisted
A man made of mischief
This chance I won't miss it
The cervical distance
The spine becomes fractured
Multiple pieces scattered
Couldn't walk up a ladder
Stature resembles Saturn
Now I don't know if you cannot see
But I see, way to many bitches in front of me
Who tell me that they are god
And there music is an easy cop
But it's an easy drop, once I hear the main idea, rock
Crack, coke, stuffing it until they choke
Acting like a bloke, blowing off a real deal
For some fake laced beyblade pills
Making them spin till it kills
Exterminating the rappers
Who are not helped by the ladder
They're all chatter, no clatter
When we pull katanas, shatter and splatter
There brain matter, it's a all out disaster
Help help, I'm not crying wolf
The demons attacking, he's sipping my soul
And he's topping the bowl
Filled with blood
Spilling in the tub
Reminded of red rum
Take a sip and I'm done
Looks like he forgot that he had a son
Deal with the devil, breaking laws made to settle
Keeping calm, watch the pot
Boil over on the spot
Passions taut like the bow, arrow locked, aiming at your lock
Open up the doors
I'm just warming up the floor
Oops I made it too hot
Molten lava, heated rock
Cause I can't see your balls
X-ray vision shot through the walls
Use your head to wipe the halls
Since that's all your needed for
And after wards, you can be my chair
I'm too crazy to care
Blinded by cold stares
F to the O to the R to the M
A L I T
Don't you leave the E and S
Forgot the other eye
Guess you live your life, partway blind
Keep it simple, there's no need to exaggerate your whole life
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
Writer(s): Formalities, Jackson Aye
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