Ready for the progress and I'm stoppin' Timepiece on, you don't stop wishin

Stop watchin, no bein' stoppin' Everything go on the sonic

Everybody's so glommic Everything I saw was sonic

Love was dynamic, I'm atomic You in bomb topic

Thought about the business on end No stoppin' the watchin' the civic

Thought about the watchin' the stoppin' the limits Everything gon' be the watchin' the cynics

All do the laughin, the wife and the pincin' All put the price in, tiny and picket

Everything gon' do the watchin' the speakin' Everything gon' be the watchin' the sneakin

All with the sneakers, I'm frontin' up on the wickers

Everything gon' be the watchin' with the wishers All the diplomas, the bombin' to the wishes

Bomb swishers, I bomb wishes I find distance, if I'm enough, remind of those

Time peaks and it could be nothing, the wine bigger

I won't bother that, I'm a bomb, bitch, I I don't whine, watch it, like a bomb, it's real

Everything go beyond, it will not settle Everybody know it's a gun, I'm a bomb hitter

Everybody know it with a calve, with a wife hitter

Everybody know it dies in the wine, innit 12 rounds in the Glock, nine

Like two times two is four, but that a two times ten

For my sins, everything gon' be a progress, progress

Everything stoppin, the hundreds, hundreds, thousands, thousands

Bombin' off, ain't nobody on draft Drank a bit, some walk, walk, die

Marijuana, just smokin' blunt Takin' over non-stuff

And the wine stuff, and the mind stuff All the way to visit, ain't nobody want stuff

Won't stop, won't stop, all the way by the yard

Take tickets for the mob, for the pogrobs For the still with no foxes, and the money for the robs

Followin' my beliefs, runnin' my seat from the Paul ID

Everything gone when the wine don't believe

And the body gon' thrive when the rioters see

Rioters die, the sight and the bleed Sign your word with the sign with bleed

Sign with blood, you know it's me And you know to stop with me

Make you hear, can you hear my brethren? Everything gon' be the middle of heaven

Everything gon' be the middle of heaven, sad and happy

Do I stutter, do I mumble? Everything goes subtle

Like you and a couple, a couple

IMTs, find the brain form, and the first sight lead

I am me, I am me, different names, I am me

With a pen to write on my side, body to believe

Do I bleed? Yes, I do

No, I do not, this is from the perfect home

I am me, I am me, different names, I am me

With a pen to write on my side, body to believe

Do I bleed? Yes, I do

No, I do not, this is from the perfect home

I am me, I am me, different names, I am me

With a pen to write on my side, body to believe

Do I bleed? Yes, I do