Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sunspot Jonz
Performer
Tope
Sampler
Corey Johnson
Rap
Teron Jones
Rap
Rico Smith
Rap
Johnson Barnes III
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Anderson
Composer
Corey Johnson
Songwriter
Teron Jones
Songwriter
Rico Smith
Songwriter
Johnson Barnes III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tope
Producer
Bruce Leighton
Engineer
Lyrics
(DEL)
I had nothing in life but these words for truth
(DEL)
This is for my **** Sunspot you heard
(SUNSPOT)
My brother Del, what we talking about
(DEL)
Words
How we hit them
The weaponry
No fear
In the feelin it's finsta go down
What you know about it?
Move Move
Hold up though
Words is the weapons I use
Stepping to fools
Peeling them back
with just a suggestion or two
The pressure consume
whoever step in the room
Paralyze them
I'm transcribing a message of doom
Armageddon, I read it
You see I be Beasting
Releasing the flow like a bullet
It leaves you speechless
And reach into your cerebellum,
it go the deepest
Insert deep in your dreams
Where the sheep is
I take aim talking to fools
that's my AK
Hitting up your brain waves
make rappers vacate
Mayday
Straight robbin fools
this is payday
Popping at your Baby
that's a perfect Segway
Bombs drop over Baghdad
When the rhymes pop
Right at your temple with a switch,
It will go nonstop
Hit the highway it's not cosplay
Like comic con
When the Deceptacon's
hit you hard, respect the bars
Words is the weapons I use
Stepping to fools
Peeling them back
with just a suggestion or two
Fuck is **** talking bout
(BLU)
Come on Del, chill man
Chill don't fuck them **** up Bro
Come on man
(SUNSPOT)
Yeah! Yeah
What up Blu?
Use these words as a weapon
(BlU)
Aww shit
Put that shit away, man
Yo
Put that shit down Dawg
What the fuck
(BLU)
Better buck a shot
Stop Drop Roll
When the flow pop
Like a chrome Glock
Domes go pop
And your soul drop
In a 6-4
Whole body cold
Casket
Closed locked
Bones rot
Rocks thrown at the cops
Bottle filled with liquor
Get lit and lost at home
Roof is on fire
We don't need no water
Let the motherfucker burn
Baby burn
Bet a 380 make your lady squirm
And I'm gonna take my time
With her
When it's time to take my turn
Put a spitter in an urn
With the way, I flip a word
If a **** bigger
Get a weapon,
that's a lesson learned
Let the 44 blow
Till it burn
hands
Like the man who pick up the mic
After my first jam
Blam! BLAM!
Thank you for the gram
That I blow
Like the project
on 43rd and Leimert
Murking shows
Hurting Hopes
With the versus served on the low
For that dough
My verse's a weapon
Murdering melodies
with my flow go
Words are the weapons I use
when wetn fools
Peeling caps
Clap at me
And I'mma clap back at you
(SUNSPOT)
Words is a weapon x4
(BLU)
Words are the weapons I use
when wetn fools
Peeling caps
Clap at me
And I'mma clap back at you
(SUNSPOT)
Words is a weapon
Choose your weapons
When it pops off
Running through the cop cars
Fingers up living every day
like rock stars
Weaponize words
Curve motherfuckas
Fuck the industry
They faking they talking that bullshit
I be laughing
And watching and just dip
Spaceship lit
Feeling good in this bitch
Orangutan swang on a racist ass hick
The words that you saying got me banging
Your cranium
This is beautiful Guns N' Roses
No patience
Now pray
These motherfuckers
need to clean the game up
Change up
Transform
And I slay them
Gaslighting
Masquerade ball
all that you sayin
Words is a weapon
propaganda hating
Don't let them stop the love
is how you winning
(TASH)
What you saying, son you say the words are weapon?
(SUNSPOT)
LETS GO
(TASH)
Well I'm fully loaded ready to go
(SUNSPOT)
I hold no words
Boondocks Uncle Ruckus I'm amazing
(TASH)
Sun of my face
gun on my waistline
My lyrics are the bullets
When I'm busting at the baseline
My words are the weapons
So with no hesitation
I shoot it out on dirty microphones
with no registration
No reparations
from no legislation
They charge our races triple
for they needed medications
So even if you send a sexy actress
to distract us
We got bigger fish to fry
MCs is Target practice
So Brrrrrr! stick um
HA HA HA stuck em
Pluck them off from 90 yards
And they ain't feel it
till it struck him
I got clips full of metaphors
Deeper than a reservoir
The top of hip-hop or to jail
Thats where I'm headed for
Hitman for hire
day job I'm just a poet
So let the money pour into my cup
Overfloweth
Deadly materials
Smashing down Imperial
Tash and Sunspot
Still scratching off the serials
(SUNSPOT)
West Coast
Tope on the beat
That's what's up
What's good with it TASH?
(TASH)
You know what time it is
SUNSPOT- DEL -BLU
Get low and get firing ****
Written by: Corey Johnson, Johnson Barnes III, Rico Smith, Teron Jones
