Rigged to Blow by Rhxmie Lyrics
[Verse]
Aiyo, click-clack peep that shit, I'm ’boutta spit that
Heat on the beat that's sick, hey, y'all dig that?
I’mma kill it quick, the peak is where E at
Y'all about to see that, huh, yeah, I mean that
Now every time that I might wanna write a line
I dive inside the mind of mine and try to find a shiny rhyme
That might inspire me to keep all the desire I got
To make a proper plot about the thing that I'm about to pop
So, here it goes, spit it, yo, this flow is rigged to blow
Better get the fuck up outta here befo' I blow those
Doors with a fo'-fo', kill you all in slow-mo'
All you hoes don't know that I’m a fuckin’ loco
Don't give a Frеnchman’s fuck like Mr. CoCo
All you momos, damn, you rap so-so
And quit talkin' 'bout racks like you stackin' ’em
Thе skill, you're fuckin' lackin' it, yeah, and I can back it up
The MAC, I'm packin' it in that black Acura
I'm plannin' to attack you all and make it look spectacular
You bitches slackin' now, and I'mma smack you hard
You know this for a fact that your lyrics sound wacky, bruh
The flow from Venus that was meant to be a menace
To this city and affect every single citizen's inners
Drills your mind like a dentist and cuts your wrist with the scissors
So when you hear this believe that Rhxmie always delivers
Rhxmie tryna rhyme tight to dive right in the limelight
Beside all that I might find something that I like, sight?
I'm the type of guy that'll walk up to you like "Hi!
How you doin'? Fine, right, nevermind, bye-bye!"
All the lines I've ever written hit likewise
Sharper than a spike knife, they hit you like five times
Harder than a drive-by in a car with bright lights
Stab you in the nighttime, better keep your eyes wide
Open, like a game of chess, better think and never guess
Take a deep breath in your chest, just less stress
Smarter than Les' Crest, I'm blessed to make a mess, yes
Ready to impress and pass any kind of test, yes
Aiyo, click-clack peep that shit, I'm ’boutta spit that
Heat on the beat that's sick, hey, y'all dig that?
I’mma kill it quick, the peak is where E at
Y'all about to see that, huh, yeah, I mean that
Now every time that I might wanna write a line
I dive inside the mind of mine and try to find a shiny rhyme
That might inspire me to keep all the desire I got
To make a proper plot about the thing that I'm about to pop
So, here it goes, spit it, yo, this flow is rigged to blow
Better get the fuck up outta here befo' I blow those
Doors with a fo'-fo', kill you all in slow-mo'
All you hoes don't know that I’m a fuckin’ loco
Don't give a Frеnchman’s fuck like Mr. CoCo
All you momos, damn, you rap so-so
And quit talkin' 'bout racks like you stackin' ’em
Thе skill, you're fuckin' lackin' it, yeah, and I can back it up
The MAC, I'm packin' it in that black Acura
I'm plannin' to attack you all and make it look spectacular
You bitches slackin' now, and I'mma smack you hard
You know this for a fact that your lyrics sound wacky, bruh
The flow from Venus that was meant to be a menace
To this city and affect every single citizen's inners
Drills your mind like a dentist and cuts your wrist with the scissors
So when you hear this believe that Rhxmie always delivers
Rhxmie tryna rhyme tight to dive right in the limelight
Beside all that I might find something that I like, sight?
I'm the type of guy that'll walk up to you like "Hi!
How you doin'? Fine, right, nevermind, bye-bye!"
All the lines I've ever written hit likewise
Sharper than a spike knife, they hit you like five times
Harder than a drive-by in a car with bright lights
Stab you in the nighttime, better keep your eyes wide
Open, like a game of chess, better think and never guess
Take a deep breath in your chest, just less stress
Smarter than Les' Crest, I'm blessed to make a mess, yes
Ready to impress and pass any kind of test, yes