Detonate - Superheist

Black tales, black this

Black queers, black dears

For a robbery

Dead beat, dead heat

Dead creep, dead beat

The guys you like to meet

Your style is always an erosion

Your style is always in ruin

Your face is always in the mirror, yeah

Want your word, but you’ve got to need it

But you got, but you can’t believe it

Got the wheels, yet you can’t retrieve it

Blow a candle but I feel it

Want your word but you’ve got to need it

But you got but you can’t believe it

Got the wheels, yet you can’t retrieve it

Blow a candle but I feel it

Detonate, detonate

Back chat, back in

Back out, back down, back down to the ground

Too slow, to grow

It’s fate to hate, you have got to

Detonate, detonate

Detonate, detonate

Your style is always an erosion

Your style is always in ruin

Your face is always in the mirror, yeah

Want your word, but you’ve got to need it

But you got, but you can’t believe it

Got the wheels, yet you can’t retrieve it

Blow a candle but I feel it

Want your word but you’ve got to need it

But you got but you can’t believe it

Got the wheels, yet you can’t retrieve it

Blow a candle but I feel it

Too slow, to grow

It’s fate to hate, you have got to

Detonate, detonate

Detonate, detonate

Want your word but you’ve got to need it

But you got but you can’t believe it

Got the wheels, yet you can’t retrieve it

Blow a candle but I feel it

Want your word but you’ve got to need it

But you got but you can’t believe it

Got the wheels, yet you can’t retrieve it

Blow a candle but I feel it

Detonate, detonate

Detonate, detonate

Detonate, detonate

Detonate