When The Bombs Drop - K Rino

Empty out’cha pockets put it down

Spread it all on the ground

Time to gimme what’cha owe me right now

None of y’all better make a sound

Better hope ya not around

When the mountain making bombs drop down

My children, my children, what is this I’m hearing?

These racist police got my people out here disappearing

The ghetto is offended, they killed the fourth amendment

They targeting the Latinos and African descants

I was recently selected as underground superintendent

I’m not signed to a label I sell music independent

And I’m still try’na stack and break bread with my Kendrick

The enemy attempted to seek and murder our women

When a wise man give you some guidance you got to use it

What Farrakhan is saying is true, if not disprove it

The foolish, make mockery and lie because they clueless

Just keep on slandering and time will tell what up there truth is

Now soon you’ll get a chance to witness what that will do

A big new Basinski and Bill Gates are out to kill you

Sneak up on them demons and crash the tea party

Then it’s wrong at 3: 39 but was gone by 3: 40, so

When the first one fell I grabbed my shield and lid one up

See we all living hell I must prevail my fist to clunch

We been mistreated and these demons keep on sucker-punchin'

But when the time comes my mind run so I keep on dumpin'

I know it’s ugly, when we plottin' revenge

On another buster when he puts his hands on my sisters and shed some tears from

my mother

Somebody better get em for I touch em

Cops don’t listen, gotta get em tell em, karma here it comes

And you can run, but’chu can’t hide when he’s drop that bomb

What lake am I Shalom in the form from Children of the Corn

He bleeds from thorns, and hides from fakes and cakes and snakes in ways to

break within

Again my system creeps, ejected by enemies

R.I.P.

and I really do hope one day that I see ya

Cause when the bombs come and they can all run

You can’t escape what a way you was fake you’re all done

Cause when the bombs come and they can all run

I got a letter from the government, the other day

I opened up and read it, it said «we know you gettin' paid

Empty out’cha pockets and give us what’cha owed to us

Money, keys, and wallets slap your whole family belongs to us

Anything you say or do, will be he’ld against you

Ain’t no running from the mack can’t no weapon protect you»

I ain’t scared don’t minder threats, I’m a military minded vet

SPC the click we rising against the oppression trick

Money on my mind so these verses staying loaded

My pen is like a detonator see Thor explosive

Deadly when I’m in the booth, pull a pistol better shoot

Sniper loose his mind blow his brains out like a Dommin Crew

In the streets they hatin' me, say what I want, do what I pelase

Speak against the forces that be, I’m in demonically

Do you understand the situation created by the nation?

This reparation to avoid annihilation