Bomb

[Skit: Listener & Radio Personality]
LISTENER: Ah, hello operator. Just calling to say [?] isn't available in stores yet!
RADIO PERSONALITY: I'm very sorry, young man. It, uh, it's not here yet. Oh, wait! Hold on—here it is. Let's go!

[Intro: Johniepee]
Yeah
Na-da-da-da-da-dum-
Dum-dum
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[Verse 1: Johniepee]
This ain't no "Goals AF" anymore, this is major
I've been living with a fire and it's raging
High, with the flame so bright, no matter
What the date or time non-stop, never minding the danger
Destined for greatness
Like that kid in the manger, Johniepee flipping the pages
Ripping it causing them changes
Returning to sender, I live where the stage is
Major Key: Gotta write down whatever you want
Go and it get, ain't nobody get it for ya
It's all about perspective
I'm thinking the penthouse meanwhile you're thinking the foyer
Looking for the G.O.M.D
The girl of my dreams, but I don't know who yet?
Could be blonde, redhead, could be brunette?
Who dares wins, no joking, I'm seeking
I'm finding, like, knock knock, who's there?
Yeah

[Chorus: Johniepee]
Is it too much to ask for me?
To be these things that I wanna be?
Find me a queen, live out my dreams?
The rate I've been going it seems likely
It is too much for me to ask?
Look at tomorrow, forget my past?
Nothing here is built to last
So I'ma go first and raise the bar
Yeah

[Verse 2: Johniepee]
Yeah
Yeah, I be a hiring a maid for the night and the day
'Cause I'm shattering targets all over the place
I've been talking about patience but never will stay
If I'm sick to my stomach, the medicine making me better
Tied to the pen like a tether
Rhyme till I'm tired, till I find that I'm better
Than Roger Federer, Johnie serving em over the net again
Gotta be blunt, like I'm up in the, Netherlands
Smoke rappers, flow backwards
Still make sense, like interest happens
Wheels in motion, got that traction
Keep 'em spinning, broken axis
No one knows the dopest rapper
Came from Perth across the atlas
Man, I landed straight up in the middle of the Sydney City
With nothing really with me, but when you work shit happens

[Chorus: Johniepee]
Is it too much to ask for me?
To be these things that I wanna be?
Find me a queen, live out my dreams?
The rate I've been going it seems likely
It is too much for me to ask?
Look at tomorrow, forget my past?
Nothing here is built to last
So I'ma go first and raise the bar
Yeah

[Break: Johniepee]
Now watch me
Tick, tick, tick, tick
Tick, tick, tick

[Bridge: Johniepee]
I ain't got no
I ain't got no
I ain't got no plan b
'Cause this where I wanna be
I ain't got no
I ain't got no
I ain't got no plan b
'Cause this where I wanna be

[Verse 3: GRIP]
Uh
Is it too much to ask?
To not see a snake when I cut the grass
An influx of cash, black queen with a voluptuous ass
And good weed when I puff and pass
*Coughs* 'Cause the pain getting tough to mask
The whip putt putt the mash
Jankie ass seatbelt need V12 that go "vroom"
When I barely even touch the gas, so I can
Drop the top, Versace sunglasses
They laugh 'cause I put all my eggs in one basket
Now I’m on track to lap they dumb asses
Marathon ain’t about who run fastest
Sink or swim, either ball or be broke
When it’s all said and done will they call me a goat?
They said he put his all into all of his notes
They call it audibles this is audible dough
Got 'em itchin', a misfit, addicted to servin’
My clique get a dish, I’m assistant like Irving
Get rich from the diction I’m sick with the wordin’
That’s it for my list, hope this isn’t a burden

[Chorus: Johniepee]
Is it too much to ask for me?
To be these things that I wanna be?
Find me a queen, live out my dreams?
The rate I've been going it seems likely
It is too much for me to ask? (Too much for me to ask?)
Look at tomorrow, forget my past?
Nothing here is built to last (Yeah)
So I'ma go first and raise the bar
Yeah

[Skit: Listener & Radio Personality]
RADIO PERSONALITY: Wow! Well, shave your cat and call me Kevin. That was "Bomb" by Johniepee off his new album, Attachment Theory, featuring GRIP. And we've got our first caller *ahem* ever. This is [?] from Balga. Yes, sir?
LISTENER: I would love to say, that was fucking marvellous!
RADIO PERSONALITY: Ah, well, plenty more where that came from, old timer. Enjoy