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Time Bomb Video (MV)




Performed By: Skilteck
Featuring: Twisted Insane
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: David Wise, Mickey Johnson




Skilteck - Time Bomb Lyrics




[ Featuring Twisted Insane ]

They told me just to mind yo business (business)
I promise you will find no witness (witness)
They always tell me I'm so vicious (vicious)
A journey with a mind on sickness (ugh)
They tell me why you stopping
I be laughing when they say it
I be spraying
Nigga I'm not finished

I put a hollow tip up in your face
And get away up on the freeway
I DIMINISH

Promise there will never be a sequel (evil)
Murder millimeter bout to eat you (heat you)
Man I'm talking with the war but lethal (lead you)
Any time when they call up
I'll beat you (feed you)
Ready when they coming for my death
I'll slap him in the parking lot
Just posted with The Tech
I pulled it out in war
Can bury me up in the set
I dabble in the voodoo
Now I'm aiming at your neck

Muhf*cka, I'm a monsoon
Disappearing like I'm space ghost (space ghost)
Chewing other rappers up
Like some egg toast (egg toast)
Never tell you people that I got a halo (halo)
When they ask me if I'm with it
Bitch, I say NO

You really in for a shock
Give 'em 8 volts
Now they busting with the shots
But I stay low..
They know where the f*ck you live
So and they know...
Where you can't avoid getting haloed
WOO!

Thought you was getting close
But you way off (way off)
I'm sending niggas home
Take a day off (day off)
They try to lock me up but I'm AWOL
Swinging on you bitches
Like a motherf*cking baseball

(BRIDGE)
People always tripping
What am I on?
Killing every other rapper
Up in my songs
I'M WRONG? NAH
I'mma give it to 'em raw
I'mma take it to your jaw
Dealing with a ticking TIME BOMB!

(HOOK X2)
Rollin in a stolen model
Knocking niggas out, Apollo
Always, I be off that bottle
You're about to hit the weed, I got it
Bitch, you will not see tomorrow
Coming, I'll take out 'em all
Leave 'em all filled up with sorrow
Smoke you like you a cigar
Bitch, I'm a TIME BOMB!

(VERSE 2)
Let 'em build the beat
It don't even take a minute
Just to feel the beat
They be tryin'a put me down
But I be filled with heat
So I'm eating mothaf*ckas
Like a wilder-beast

Yield the meat
You're knee deep and feel defeat
Am I still dreaming?
They're feeling not even real to me
And I'm too wit it
So you ain't getting no chill from me
And all the industry rappers
Are wishing the ill to me, but uh...

It's all about respect
Always keep the heat with me on deck
They gon' get to running out the business
At your madness, think you're tripping
They be hitting when I'm aiming at your neck (ugh)

I'm a ticking motherf*ckin time bomb
Sick of seeing corny mumble rappers
On the TV with their whine songs
I'm gon' get to aiming at you
Till your mind blown!
Somebody gotta do it
Might as well
That's what I'm on!

Put 'em in the fire
They can all fry
When I'm really wired
They can all die
When I'm in their face
They be all high
Now I'm 'bout to leave you
Like a fall guy

Spit a couple
Spit that venom (ugh)
Put a bullet in that denim (ugh)
You go against me
Ain't no winning (ugh)
Now it's time for we get sinning
WOO!


Put 'em on a countdown clock, shit
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I KILL 'EM
They don't want the Mac to spilla
I'm a silver back gorilla

(BRIDGE)
People always tripping
What am I on?
Killing every other rapper
Up in my songs
I'M WRONG? NAH
I'mma give it to 'em raw
I'mma take it to your jaw
Dealing with a ticking time bomb

(X2)
Rollin in a stolen model
Knocking n***** out, Apollo
Always, I be off that bottle
Know about to hit the weed, I gotta
Bitch, you will not see tomorrow
Coming to take out I'm borrow
Leave 'em all filled up with sorrow
Smoke you like you was Sugura
Bitch, I'm a TIME BOMB!

(X2)
Chicka chicka time bomb
Chicka chicka chicka time bomb

You was dealing with a time bomb

Chicka chicka time bomb
Chicka chicka chicka time bomb

Nobody wants to be my friend
I'mma have to bring you to the end
Bitch, you dealing with a time bomb

(X2)
Chicka chicka Time Bomb
Chicka chicka chicka Time Bomb
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They told me just to mind yo business (business)
I promise you will find no witness (witness)
They always tell me I'm so vicious (vicious)
A journey with a mind on sickness (ugh)
They tell me why you stopping
I be laughing when they say it
I be spraying
Nigga I'm not finished

I put a hollow tip up in your face
And get away up on the freeway
I DIMINISH

Promise there will never be a sequel (evil)
Murder millimeter bout to eat you (heat you)
Man I'm talking with the war but lethal (lead you)
Any time when they call up
I'll beat you (feed you)
Ready when they coming for my death
I'll slap him in the parking lot
Just posted with The Tech
I pulled it out in war
Can bury me up in the set
I dabble in the voodoo
Now I'm aiming at your neck

Muhf*cka, I'm a monsoon
Disappearing like I'm space ghost (space ghost)
Chewing other rappers up
Like some egg toast (egg toast)
Never tell you people that I got a halo (halo)
When they ask me if I'm with it
Bitch, I say NO

You really in for a shock
Give 'em 8 volts
Now they busting with the shots
But I stay low..
They know where the f*ck you live
So and they know...
Where you can't avoid getting haloed
WOO!

Thought you was getting close
But you way off (way off)
I'm sending niggas home
Take a day off (day off)
They try to lock me up but I'm AWOL
Swinging on you bitches
Like a motherf*cking baseball

(BRIDGE)
People always tripping
What am I on?
Killing every other rapper
Up in my songs
I'M WRONG? NAH
I'mma give it to 'em raw
I'mma take it to your jaw
Dealing with a ticking TIME BOMB!

(HOOK X2)
Rollin in a stolen model
Knocking niggas out, Apollo
Always, I be off that bottle
You're about to hit the weed, I got it
Bitch, you will not see tomorrow
Coming, I'll take out 'em all
Leave 'em all filled up with sorrow
Smoke you like you a cigar
Bitch, I'm a TIME BOMB!

(VERSE 2)
Let 'em build the beat
It don't even take a minute
Just to feel the beat
They be tryin'a put me down
But I be filled with heat
So I'm eating mothaf*ckas
Like a wilder-beast

Yield the meat
You're knee deep and feel defeat
Am I still dreaming?
They're feeling not even real to me
And I'm too wit it
So you ain't getting no chill from me
And all the industry rappers
Are wishing the ill to me, but uh...

It's all about respect
Always keep the heat with me on deck
They gon' get to running out the business
At your madness, think you're tripping
They be hitting when I'm aiming at your neck (ugh)

I'm a ticking motherf*ckin time bomb
Sick of seeing corny mumble rappers
On the TV with their whine songs
I'm gon' get to aiming at you
Till your mind blown!
Somebody gotta do it
Might as well
That's what I'm on!

Put 'em in the fire
They can all fry
When I'm really wired
They can all die
When I'm in their face
They be all high
Now I'm 'bout to leave you
Like a fall guy

Spit a couple
Spit that venom (ugh)
Put a bullet in that denim (ugh)
You go against me
Ain't no winning (ugh)
Now it's time for we get sinning
WOO!


Put 'em on a countdown clock, shit
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
I KILL 'EM
They don't want the Mac to spilla
I'm a silver back gorilla

(BRIDGE)
People always tripping
What am I on?
Killing every other rapper
Up in my songs
I'M WRONG? NAH
I'mma give it to 'em raw
I'mma take it to your jaw
Dealing with a ticking time bomb

(X2)
Rollin in a stolen model
Knocking n***** out, Apollo
Always, I be off that bottle
Know about to hit the weed, I gotta
Bitch, you will not see tomorrow
Coming to take out I'm borrow
Leave 'em all filled up with sorrow
Smoke you like you was Sugura
Bitch, I'm a TIME BOMB!

(X2)
Chicka chicka time bomb
Chicka chicka chicka time bomb

You was dealing with a time bomb

Chicka chicka time bomb
Chicka chicka chicka time bomb

Nobody wants to be my friend
I'mma have to bring you to the end
Bitch, you dealing with a time bomb

(X2)
Chicka chicka Time Bomb
Chicka chicka chicka Time Bomb
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Writer: David Wise, Mickey Johnson
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