(Hook x4) Cockback and let it blow, push back, let âem know Huh, this is the drop the bomb, the levee blows (Verse) So I heard you like to flirt with disaster The type of feeling that you get when dirt hits the casket Iâm hurting you bastards, youâre workinâ it backwards First you need fans like a church and itâs pastor The word is out, so whacha heard about? So Time To Kill, Iâm Samuel L. on the murder route Stay with the chest, homeboy, was born proud Take a long pool, exhale a storm cloud Stay where you standinâ, youz a man and you fakinâ it Glass jaws last long if no-one ends in breakinâ âem ? as a kick in the teeth, spittinâ the heat Hit hard, reachinâ the streets (Hook x4) Cockback and let it blow, push back, let âem know Huh, this is the drop the bomb, the levee blows (Verse) Push and they push and they push so we push back Ainât no camera news or the news where the truth at Owners of the news on the booth where you chose Like pickinâ up the poison on the day of execution What an illusion, they told you hit the ? Now you own 100k to crooked institutions And no-oneâs hirinâ, give one, purchase seven jobs that they firinâ No raise, what? Retirement The CEO put his money in the Irelands The rules canât apply if you canât afford to silence them Whacha gonna do when the waters get violent? Ainât a pile of money tall enough to keep you dry from it (Hook x4) Cockback and let it blow, push back, let âem know Huh, this is the drop the bomb, the levee blows