C4 On My T-Shirt

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Wicked] I don't do well in crowded places Look at their faces Everybody looks like they think that I might try to rape 'em Do I look nervous? Is my forehead sweating? Do I look like I'm about to do something that I'll regret? And if I do, fuck you I'm just riding the bus I don't have no fucking plans, I'm too stressed out to come up with one I see a mother and a younger son I see a crackhead in the corner smoking crack in front of everyone I see a pregnant girl choking down a cheeseburger And a bus full of people staring at me like I murder Maybe they're right (right) Maybe they should mind their bi'ness like I'm trynna do mine (mine) If they'd only look the other way then they'd all be fine (fine) But the more they stare at me the more I'm counting the time (time) As I'm looking out the window at the Knox Court sign I slowly unzip this jacket of mine And let it shine [Chorus: Young Wicked] C4 on my T-shirt I'm the bomb C4 on my T-shirt I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch C4 on my T-shirt I'm the bomb bitch C4 on my T-shirt (I'm the bomb bitch) I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch Slang bow C4 on my T-shirt Bow bow bow C4 on my T-shirt I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch (bow bow bow) C4 on my T-shirt Bow bow bow I'm the bomb bitch (C4 on my T-shirt) I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch (bow bow bow) [Verse 2: Bonez Dubb] It's going down I'mma make the ground shake (ground shake) What's that sound? It be yo head about to break (I'm thinking now) How many lives can I possibly take? Everybody's got me tripping bringing pain to my brain, they fake (fake) And they lie about what they really here to do (here to do) Nobody's safe, it's just like fate, one day they will get you So I find my spot, it's not that far away from where I'm at Already planning my attack so I'm heavily strapped I'm walking in everybody seems to look all the same Suited up with gats and a badge with they names, fucking lame I'm i-i-insane 'bout that m-m-murder yup I tell 'em all that it's about time to hit the fucking deck Put 'em in check Get no respect, they talking serve and protect I'm here to serve 'em up with this C4 strapped to my chest Shoulda seen me shit all over the news He couldn't stop laughing as he lit the fucking fuse I got [Chorus: Young Wicked] C4 on my T-shirt I'm the bomb C4 on my T-shirt I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch C4 on my T-shirt I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch C4 on my T-shirt (I'm the bomb bitch) I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch Slang bow C4 on my T-shirt Bow bow bow C4 on my T-shirt I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch (bow bow bow) C4 on my T-shirt Bow bow bow I'm the bomb bitch (C4 on my T-shirt) I'm the, I'm the bomb bitch (bow bow bow)