Return of Boom-Bap (feat. It's Troy)
Nomrah
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Yeah, your body bag is zipping up (zip) ain't no one gon' dig you up I'm killing all these trappers that be steady out here leanin' up (kill 'em!) They be out here poppin Xans thinkin' that it makes 'em cool (nope) Lookin' like some Doodle Bears homie you a fuckin' fool (ha!) Mixin' up all of the flows, I been aborting you all like a mother since All of yo tracks are not makin' sense, I'm thinkin' you speakin' that gibberish Call me Van Gogh with a blade to slit (shing) I see your demise and I'm paintin' it You laying out dead on the pavement (ow!) from all the shit that I made to spit (yeah) I told you all that I'm not faking it, why you about all the faded shit? (hm?) Regurgitating like Pez Dispense (huck!), I'm takin' the shots out of your expense I will not let you go plead the fifth (nope), I said it's because you're not innocent Off of the rails I be crashin' it (skrrt!), throwin' the shade like a bassinet All of the glory, I'll bask in it, swear to God you can't imagine it Loving the pain, I'm a masochist (ha), Pullin' out like it's a magic trick (ta da) Leave her behind like abandonment, yellin' out "I didn't ask for this!" All of the verses are wack and shit, leave it to me to go master it It's return of the boom-bap (yeah) Look at Royce, Cole, Logic, bringing that shit back (bring it back) Thought I'd spit on this track, to reciprocate the fact That I can get it and spit it, take this game over and flip it (flip it) Take a look at my tracklist (yeah) Not every label can have this (yeah) I'm a crazy dude, I'm rabid, burn through bars like I'm acid Want the truth, you can have it (here you go), all these rappers, no talent (nah) Something I can't fathom, that "ooh" should really be rationed There's really no competition (no there's not), seen the transition This generation the decision (ah), shit is lit but I'm part of the demolition (bah!) Shoot at me you missin' You aim at me, you better complete the mission It's return of the boom-bap, Lil this, Lil that, all the face tats Don't gotta go, but can get trapped Then get lapped, by the niggas that can rap Leave you scared, now you an insomniac It's the return of Boom-Bap, motherfucker better watch yourself (watch it!) I brought all of my friends wit' me, they helping me to stock the shelf We comin' for the leaners, and these rappers steady mumblin' (duh) You better understand that we ain't ones to have a problem wit' It's the return of Boom-Bap, motherfuckers better watch yourself I brought all of my friends wit' me, they helping me to stock the shelf We'll lyrically dismember you, and everyone up in yo crew With every single line we spit, you're the ones we're tearin' through I'm tired of these mumble rappers thinkin' that they run the game Ad-libs on an 808? That shit ain't impressive, aye (nuh uh) Time to bring the boom-bap back, step up to the plate Even if you not a poet, for fucks sake, just enunciate! I know that I seem irate, that's because you never say Anything with any weight, spendin' time like it's a waste All the ones who paved the way, they just rollin' in their grave Swear to God if you don't change, I'mma snap like Hulk in rage (ahh!) Lyrical dismemberment, I'mma hit the rails again Nice try, private, take a hike back to yo trainin' tent You can't bench a training set, line up the remaining ten I'll put them on my back and show you how to run the game again Pickin' up the torch that was given to this generation Nowadays, that just seems like some admiration I would tell you check your work like some annotations But these goddamn ghostwriters keep fillin' the nation It's the return of Boom-Bap, motherfucker better watch yourself (watch it!) I brought all of my friends wit' me, they helping me to stock the shelf We comin' for the leaners, and these rappers steady mumblin' (duh) You better understand that we ain't ones to have a problem wit' It's the return of Boom-Bap, motherfuckers better watch yourself I brought all of my friends wit' me, they helping me to stock the shelf We'll lyrically dismember you, and everyone up in yo crew With every single line we spit, you're the ones we're tearin' through
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Written by: Christopher Harmon, Troy Tolbert
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