Bar Bombs

[Zach Lost Verse 1]

Aye we back at em to rock, black adam, spit at em/
War…lock-Ed in, I halve (have) adam, split Adam’s/
Frak at em, I throw the math, bar and the graph at em/
Pull out the pen and throw the frag at em… laugh at em/
Pop off outta the blue, dr. Manhattan/
Project.. Plotting to drop bombs, pass patterns/
Bad habits, try but I haven’t broken my past patterns
Snatch grab, fillin the bag, like I’m Ash ketchum/
Peek-at-you, over the dash, step on gas pedal/
After the blast, see the smog thickens, ash settles/
Ordinance rocked on 0the coordinates, scrap metal/
What was that?? I heard a bam bam, ask pebblеs/
Flint-stone, strike it to spark, this writin ignitin
Fire wе spittin a Light in the dark/

[Nejma Nefertiti Verse 2]

My bars bomb you I’m on you caught you just the like the law do
You gone boo you decided to make the wrong move
I’m strong proof and yes I meant to alarm you
I’ve torn booths set em on fire just spitting raw truth
I warned you this was a courtesy I was born to
Inform you that this is ya ending that’s how the storm blew
That your cue to call on the Lord I now escort you
Call me the angel of death as I abort you
The door to ya worse hellfire as I torch you
Reward you for what you have done I’m coming towards you
Of course you running away couldn’t ignore you
I soar through like dragons & flames my roar grew
Now ya devils & demons standing before you
Applause due this was some light work like a walk through
A loss dude bet you wish you never would’ve talked rude
I’ll off you go head get ya whole crew you’re all screwed

[Zach Lost Verse 3]

(You're all screwed…)
Caught two for flinchin, jaw bruised/
Rick Ross out on the dancefloor, boss moves/
Ravage-ya, savages get the point, like yondu/
Spit sick and I ain't even startin to cook yet…Raw food/
Say it witcha chess, I'm takin your pawns too/
These Black thoughts in action, strong roots/
Look…God sent me to rock, gimme the ROCK/
I Beat the brakes off-a these breaks, right out the box/
Whats the key for? Breakin it down, poppin the locks/
At the keyboard, writin these hits, Hookup-a-cut/
That’s a 3,4/ deep thought hittin the mind/
That’s what these punches before these bars bombs…C4
Smart bombs, easily sparked start calm, reload/
Switch into beast mode Marshawn/
Mobilize…movin the crowd, you marched on/
I nagasaki-you not gone tarnish the art form/

[Nejma Nefertiti Verse 4]

My heart’s torn in bizarre form and I am not warm
I’m sizzling hot like fire like when stars born
A sharp thorn burning ya flesh like you some charred corn
Pop warn babies no sex yet like soft porn
Walk on you ain’t got nothing to get me off on
Strong arm baby you fronting getting ya fraud on
Gnawed on you bait now look what you done brought on
Caught on too late for stuntin the assault’s on
Battery no flattery there will be none after me
Sarcastically laughingly shoot em all with the blasphemy
Agony audacity doing what I do naturally
Half these emcees in quotations need rap academy
They factory made too many cookie cutter mentalities
A battle league all on my own a fallen galaxy

(Cuts by Verse Osmo)