lirik lagu nico roberts & little simz - patience, then bomb
[produced by southside]
[part i: patience]
[verse 1: nico roberts]
back in the city, the wolves still howlin’ at night
bullet sh~lls still sing lullabies under streetlights
i been duckin’ feds, prayin’ the whip don’t get traced
cash in the duffle, swear it still smell like the safe
f~ck a truce, b~tch, i’m here for the whole d~mn plate
ain’t no peace talks, i’m turnin’ dreams into hate
dirty cup lean, got my mind in a race
still a king with a crown that i never misplaced
chain hang low, like the block on a sunday
ops talk loud, but they never come my way
b~tch, i’m nico, i don’t bend, i don’t fold
got the desеrt on my side, make the icе heart cold
all my dawgs on the leash ’til the prey start runnin’
we don’t do second chances, we just keep gunnin’
f~ck a label advance, i been rich off the corners
made my first hundred bands before i ever saw a warner
still got the scar from that night in the lot
sh~t went left, but i’m glad that we still got shot
every chain i wear is a trophy from war
every verse i spit got blood in the core
b~tch, i’m a martyr, i die for the block’s last breath
keep the strap tucked close like i’m hidin’ from death
hit the gas on the coupe, let the engine just roar
got the clip so long, it could settle the score
whole game scared when i walk in the spot
never trust sh~t that a fake b~tch got
my words weigh more than your favorite’s career
and the crown fits perfect when the king’s still here
b~tch, i’m back with a vengeance, f~ck your little threats
only see red like a motherf~ckin’ bayonet
all the sh~t i been through turned the man to a ghost
now the bomb’s in the room and i’m too d~mn close
[verse 2: little simz]
walk in the room, it’s silence, they know i’m the storm
pen sharper than a blade when the ink get warm
f~ck a stage fright, i been runnin’ with giants
told ’em don’t test me, i’m cold, noncompliant
i don’t chase charts, i make the art they fear
every beat i touch, it’s a funeral here
see the wolves in the dark, they movin’ in packs
try to bite my flow, get your t~~th pushed back
london girl with the heat like the south in the summer
i been runnin’ with the wolves, every track is a hunter
paint pictures with the words, whole scene get gory
my story ain’t sweet, ain’t no bedtime story
i ain’t come for the fame, i came for the crown
got a bomb in the booth, better clear this town
ain’t no peace when the pen keep spillin’ my rage
i been writin’ down death like a hitman’s page
every bar i drop’s like a k!llshot spree
got the keys to the game, but i let it choose me
f~ck these gimmicks, they can’t match my flame
whole label full of wolves, true rapz the name
see the fake get loud when the real go quiet
i been studyin’ the greats, took the game, now i buy it
runnin’ laps ’round the doubters, they can’t keep up
every verse a dagger, watch the blood seep up
i’m a queen with a crown and a blade on my tongue
when the smoke clears, they’ll know where i’m from
raised on war, i don’t bow for a soul
and the mic don’t lie when the truth unfold
got bombs in the booth, got heat on the page
every time i spit flames, it’s a nuclear stage
[part ii: bomb]
[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
yeah…
back when i was on rosecrans, chasin’ that first taste of light
good kid in a mad city, tryna make wrongs right
mama prayin’ every night, but the block don’t sleep
every corner had a story, some i still can’t speak
seen the homies go ghost before the summer was done
either locked in a cell or facin’ heat from a gun
i was writin’ in my journal like the words could heal
but the pain don’t fade when the wound too real
b~tch, i came from the bottom, had to claw for breath
talk sl!ck to my name, better watch your step
when gkmc dropped, thought the world might change
but the block still bleeds, and the streets still strange
kept a bible in the left, pistol under the bed
kept my dreams in the middle, prayed they’d keep me fed
got plaques on my wall but the hood still calls
and the voice of my past still echoes through halls
they said fame’s just a blessing, but it’s half a curse
whole world want a piece, gotta watch my purse
got a chip on my shoulder from the nights i starved
had to learn to play smart in a deck full of cards
b~tch, i’m still that kid with the bike and the hopes
but the pain in my chest always ride in the spokes
from poetic justice to the d~mn. applause
still feel the compton wind when i’m breakin’ laws
had dreams so big they could burn the sky
now the bomb’s in my hands and i’m too d~mn high
from the liquor store steps to the grammy stage
still carry every name that’s been lost to rage
and the f~ck sh~t don’t stop, it just change disguise
gotta see through the smoke with the pain in my eyes
good kid? yeah, but i turned to a wolf
now i bite with the pen when the lies need proof
still sippin’ from the flask of my early youth
still searchin’ for god in a world so uncouth
b~tch, i bomb for the truth, i don’t bomb for a trend
every verse could be my last, every line’s my end
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