Skribble Trainz - Bomb Clay Lyrics

I'm not from Bedrock, I'm from Bed-Stuy where thugs cry, Cum Laude
School of the Hard Knocks, Alumni. Smoke la la la, stay dumb high
For finals we had to successfully dodge gunfire
Midterms, we had to juggle fire, not get burned. Deep Cover

Wear condoms like Laurence, they let the fish burn. In the Matrix, everyone is an agent
Cheech Chong Bong got my eyes all Asian. Don't go raw with whores
You don't know who you're dating. Got a super strain of AIDS that turn your body to a raisin
Heard It Through The Grapevine that the nanny was amazing. But she burned more babies than Yacub - Satan

Skip the slick talk, speak nothin' but fine grammar
Unless my words are slurred off 99 Bananas
Flambé, I spit hot shit, you can't say
I got Plastic Explosive, Cocktails and Bomb Clay

I'm Bed-Stuy Fly, to say the least. Submariner got wings on feet
Sunspot flow, spit nothin' but pure heat. Hell awaits all who accept the mark of the beast
They say that I'm Illuminati... Please! And claim the young blood sacrificed his OG's
Heart so cold, need antifreeze. Hell froze over, they on snowboards and skis

It's a cold world, that's why I chose to burn trees
And everyday study, 120 degrees. Stand up on Square, ten toes deep
Remember don't blink, the devil never sleeps. I shit wherever, cause everybody gotta eat
And drop the kinda skits that make you put it on repeat

Put it on MP3 and then put it on the street.
Don't care who gets salty, especially a leech
99 Problems too many hoes on my peen I be swimmin' in the coochie what the f*ck is a wet dream?
If the slang's Wu-Tang, then I'm a Killah Priest. Cash Rules Everything Around Me, peace

Skip the slick talk, speak nothin' but fine grammar
Unless my words are slurred off 99 Bananas
Flambé, I spit hot shit, you can't say
I got Plastic Explosive, Cocktails and Bomb Clay