About To Blow

[Verse 1]

Swagger, I'm wielding, so when we enter the building

I'm feeling extra good, I knew I would, no stopping or yielding

Setting fire to the ceiling, strictly aces I'm dealing

Getting the babies and their mommies and their daddies all squealing

Killing 16 bars a day, my murder weapon pipes like Marvin Gaye

The laws of gravity's what we defy

Shit tends to pop off when we arrive

[Hook]

I got a feeling we're about to blow your mind

I'm about to blow (I'm about to blow)

I'm about to blow (I'm about to blow)

I'm about to blow (I'm about to blow)

I'm about to blow (I'm about to blow)

I got a feeling we're about to blow your mind

You're about to blow (You're about to blow)

You're about to blow (You're about to blow)

You're about to blow (You're about to blow)

Then, let's go (Then, let's go)

[Verse 2]

Well, the evidence points to us upfront

Tastier than a Cinnabon, ten dance minimum

In the interim, Amp spinnin', I spit my venom

Rock skinny then I'm gonna flow like an enema

In the room, find us in the center of

Rad MC, yes, I am a helluva

Run shit just like an Illinois senator

When I walk up in the piece, feel that beat

Slicker than grease, antifreeze

I'm a beast on a weekly basis

Smooth criminal so we leave no traces

Bracing your back for the ad tax

Spit chemical, rep a hazmat

Treat it like a b-ball, pass that Abe-Abe Lincolns

We got more than a stack

Add that to the fact we rock

Amp be cracked on a combo lock

Tamagotchi, ha, got 'em on, no box, full of

Non-stop, hip-hip to the hop

Make fans incontinent for I connect, steal quadriceps

Homeboy better step correct (Correct)

[Outro]

Amp bring that heat, make your ass move in your seat

Add Miss Flay to the equation and you know we can't be beat

I said Amp, he makes you sweat, get the crowd to break their necks

Homeboy better step correct, 'cause it's rat-a-tat-tat at the discotech