[Lyric] Big George Bombs (Tha God Fahim & Nicholas Craven)

[Intro]
Haha
Hey man, it's the Shot Clock King, man - I’m right on time
I'll tell you no lie, you know what I'm sayin’?
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh

[Verse]
I'm loadin' up big bombs like Big George and Frazier
Known in all walks of life, from California to Asia
Reykjavík, Iceland, all the way to Malaysia
All I do is push forth like goin' into labor
My teeth lookin' like the sabre-toothed tiger
The coupe spyder got the flavor
So step aside if you wise enough; flex? Your time is up
Thought it was peaches and pineapples 'til I sized him up
So calm it down when you enter in my compound
We ain't on common ground, get punished on this side of town
The Art of War whеn I draw, it's Picasso
Basquiat, Andy Warhol - bong, your mind blown
Swear these rappеrs ain’t on my level or time zone
I’m a Sierra Leone diamond, you a rhinestone
Yo, why you comin' at me? I’m just livin' happy
Yellin' at me like you Lil Jon, I'll get Lil Scrappy
You never know what tomorrow holds, life is rough
When the bills come due and mom’s worried 'bout stuff
And the letter on your door say your time is up
Remember lookin' for a job like, "Sign me up"
I ain't last long, uh, it just wasn't for me
I'd rather hit the streets and hustle, is that wrong of me?
Hangin' with the homies, trappin', puffin' on that loud pack
With a three-five-seven, hustlin' with wild pack
That was a while back, I'm more knowledgeable and aware
It's more ways to get rich, I'll throw that in the air
I hit Wall Street madman style, no way to compare
And the next day I'm flared, so it's hard not to stare