[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
(Implode, we all wait
Planned demolition)
Implode, we all wait
Planned demolition, implode, we all wait
Planned demolition, implode, we all wait
[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]
And in the grass like a bad target
A piece of glass in a shag carpet
I yell kill like a drill sergeant
No blame and it's on me
Cilantro on a Banh Mi
A big plate fulla ennui
Bring your hosses some Bob Hortons
No losses I'm Ogg Vorbis
It's no laws, 'cause we're not sportsmen
Sign here on the top portion
Body dysmorphia, odd proportions
How much for one acre?
I want it all like a tongue scraper
I send it up like a dumbwaiter
I still got it like The Undertaker
[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle & Blu ]
Planned demolition, implode, we all wait (Wait)
Planned demolition, implode, we all wait (Wait)
Planned demolition, implode, we all wait (Wait)
Planned demolition, implode, we all wait (Wait)
[Verse 2: Blu]
Puh, puh, please listen to my demo-
-lition, it's a killer written memo
Fundamental to the pencil meant for niggas within limos
Buckin' bimbos, blowin' weed out the window like life is simple
Put your life in limbo, choose between your wife's life or your Benzo
Should've rented a rental, wouldn't have to be this suspenseful
Chose your whip over your woman so we made your wife a widow
Good luck, kiddo, went from sleepin' on pillow to Brillo
Your life was sweet as brittle, now you weepin' willows
And it killed you to see
What you built get destroyed like it was toys
In the hands of a bully, buildings crushin' your pink cookies, the joy
They kept me fully employed since a rookie, you're not a big boy
Uh, uh
[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
Planned demolition, explode, we all wait
Planned demolition, implode, we all wait
Planned demolition, implode, we all
[Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle]
I'm Lost, I'm the smoke monster
I left the mainland to go bonkers
You can theorize, but don't bother
This ain't real, it's a mock trial
It's full of cracks like a rock vial
I know some numbers I should not dial
Because the response would be hostile
I drink the beer you can twist open
And punch my wall 'til the fist broken
Dehydrated but pissed oceans
Lookin' oily like I switched lotions
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