Yung Germ
Ryder, turn me up!
Acid base (What?), burn down to the vein (Okay)
From waist down (What?), and now you need a cane (Okay)
Lobotomize your friends, I hammer nails into they brain (Wassup?)
Hunt you down with pictures taken, I'm in every frame (Wassup?)
Children of the Corn, our land is off the block (Huh?)
Do you want a dirt nap? I'll put you down to rot (Huh?)
F*ckin' on your bitch, I got blood all on my cock (Haha)
Dig your boy a deep grave then hit the bedrock (Haha)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (Okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (Wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (Okay)
Take C-4, start the timer up (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (Okay)
I got my clip, clip, tick, tick, it go mad loud (Boom-boom)
Potato on the Adler, I ain't makin' hashbrowns (Rrah)
See a opp on my block, Vinny here, ran 'em down (F*ck outta here)
Black swimmers (Boom), ass round (Boom), this gon' be a man down (Boom-boom)
P-P-Percy got me cold sweatin' (Work!), hot head, them hoes fakin' (Slide)
Bodies on the boulder (Run out), you ain't doin' no steppin' (F*ck outta here)
Airing out your whole section (Boom-boom), bitch, I'm 007 (Sleezy!)
Pole hit your skull, lift your soul like you flexin' (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
It's a tick, tick, tick, gettin' bread up on this bitch (Mula!)
Got my clip, clip, clip, infrared up on this bitch (Rrah)
It's gon' hit, hit, hit, split your head up on this bitch (Boom-boom-boom)
Got these drumsticks, like they chicken legs up on this bitch (Sleezy!)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (Okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (Wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (Okay)
Take C-4, start the timer up (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (Okay)
C4 Video (MV)
Performed By: City Morgue
From Album: City Morgue, Volume II: As Good As Dead
Language: English
Written by: JEREMY GERALD MARSHALL SCHAFER, JUNIUS ROGERS, RYDER THORNTON JOHNSON, VINICIUS SOSA
Year: 2019
City Morgue - C4 Lyrics
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English
Yung Germ
Ryder, turn me up!
Acid base (What?), burn down to the vein (Okay)
From waist down (What?), and now you need a cane (Okay)
Lobotomize your friends, I hammer nails into they brain (Wassup?)
Hunt you down with pictures taken, I'm in every frame (Wassup?)
Children of the Corn, our land is off the block (Huh?)
Do you want a dirt nap? I'll put you down to rot (Huh?)
F*ckin' on your bitch, I got blood all on my cock (Haha)
Dig your boy a deep grave then hit the bedrock (Haha)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (Okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (Wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (Okay)
Take C-4, start the timer up (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (Okay)
I got my clip, clip, tick, tick, it go mad loud (Boom-boom)
Potato on the Adler, I ain't makin' hashbrowns (Rrah)
See a opp on my block, Vinny here, ran 'em down (F*ck outta here)
Black swimmers (Boom), ass round (Boom), this gon' be a man down (Boom-boom)
P-P-Percy got me cold sweatin' (Work!), hot head, them hoes fakin' (Slide)
Bodies on the boulder (Run out), you ain't doin' no steppin' (F*ck outta here)
Airing out your whole section (Boom-boom), bitch, I'm 007 (Sleezy!)
Pole hit your skull, lift your soul like you flexin' (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
It's a tick, tick, tick, gettin' bread up on this bitch (Mula!)
Got my clip, clip, clip, infrared up on this bitch (Rrah)
It's gon' hit, hit, hit, split your head up on this bitch (Boom-boom-boom)
Got these drumsticks, like they chicken legs up on this bitch (Sleezy!)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (Okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (Wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (Okay)
Take C-4, start the timer up (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (Okay)
Ryder, turn me up!
Acid base (What?), burn down to the vein (Okay)
From waist down (What?), and now you need a cane (Okay)
Lobotomize your friends, I hammer nails into they brain (Wassup?)
Hunt you down with pictures taken, I'm in every frame (Wassup?)
Children of the Corn, our land is off the block (Huh?)
Do you want a dirt nap? I'll put you down to rot (Huh?)
F*ckin' on your bitch, I got blood all on my cock (Haha)
Dig your boy a deep grave then hit the bedrock (Haha)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (Okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (Wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (Okay)
Take C-4, start the timer up (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (Okay)
I got my clip, clip, tick, tick, it go mad loud (Boom-boom)
Potato on the Adler, I ain't makin' hashbrowns (Rrah)
See a opp on my block, Vinny here, ran 'em down (F*ck outta here)
Black swimmers (Boom), ass round (Boom), this gon' be a man down (Boom-boom)
P-P-Percy got me cold sweatin' (Work!), hot head, them hoes fakin' (Slide)
Bodies on the boulder (Run out), you ain't doin' no steppin' (F*ck outta here)
Airing out your whole section (Boom-boom), bitch, I'm 007 (Sleezy!)
Pole hit your skull, lift your soul like you flexin' (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
It's a tick, tick, tick, gettin' bread up on this bitch (Mula!)
Got my clip, clip, clip, infrared up on this bitch (Rrah)
It's gon' hit, hit, hit, split your head up on this bitch (Boom-boom-boom)
Got these drumsticks, like they chicken legs up on this bitch (Sleezy!)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (Okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (Wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (Okay)
Take C-4, start the timer up (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (What?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (Okay)
Writer: JEREMY GERALD MARSHALL SCHAFER, JUNIUS ROGERS, RYDER THORNTON JOHNSON, VINICIUS SOSA
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
