Nom - Boom Bap Shit lyrics
rate meUh, uh, take a look through my eyes guess I got a vision
I’m on a mission to throw my low tops at
All of these politicians I got no pay lows
Stop your vision and my palms...
Picking on my check I turn left on the vision
Dough beats in the system marijuana hitting I spit
I could tangle with an angel but I’m not religious
Where was God at when we ain’t had a father figure
Tell me that nigger, forget about the past no
Looking back nigger trap niggers
Think they run the streets man you all a lot
I know real niggers that would eat you all alive
Yes indeed he wrote graffiti in the verse
Lamborghini mercy that’s my urge can I splurge?
Swerving to the herb in the curve
Ain’t my nigger cooler? The motherfucking ruler
With a Spanish mommy quick to put maneuvers on the cooler
Had a whole team now he eating like a sucker
Why you motherfuckers is run maneuvers and Ramadan
Pull up Cahaba, Toshiba or hash sucky bombs
Cutting corners got you running circles down the octagon
And I underlay on a beat like under lane
Born to be the greatest or at least that’s what my mama say
Seem you never got the indication, middle finger to administration
And love syndication o imitations in a rut,
...and break bred route
My mind to the point you would think that I take man
To giant dropping jewels so hard that I break kids
So advanced you couldn’t stand a chance on 8th legs
Just play dead uh
Fresh of...hi how are you
I’m here to get hi two behind
As long you with it you ain’t got it
Why you so...
Qualified to take the watchmen to school
I’m an assistant
I do that shit till they can’t get down no more
Who that kid? Like he young but so dope
Boombox shit? 80s? no, no
Two pack shit and maybe Jay-Z, I go, go
You part of it along with all the artist they gotta compare him to
I ain’t one of them but I ain’t
If the stakes is high I ain’t one what up
I’m A-1 I’m A wonder
If jigga hold you down for 8 summers
Why they can hold you down till they can tell you
He ain’t some of them
I’m trying to stuff my face
Get snuffed trying to touch my place
Call me Messiah with tracks I murder for higher
Preaching in the slider, tweeting the amplifier
Till the day I retire, my time in this earth expire
I promise to get a bias, the opposite of these liars
Cause I’m the truth my records all through the roof
Y’all ain’t making on noises just silent all through the sleuth
Every record I’m loose straight jacked me in the booth
Will never lose with the keys without abuse
Speaking me in the dews feeling me for the...
Only cause I refuse to be a failure at what I do
The termination, overcoming the hating
They admiring my confidence telling me Imma change this
Mama said Imma make it, finally moved out of basement
Exceeding the expectations can’t wait to tell her I made it
TGFY nigger new love
309 got a food club
Time flies by I’m just hoping I won’t miss that
All my life I’ve been dealing with some riff raff
But now is time to get back
Getting ready for my show but my chances look anemic
Driving on a scenic life is like a monster tool
So I’m asking have you seen it till you understand the meaning that
This has got me in the bat put me by position
Got me ....
Purpose what I’m searching for
High up in your mind so I can find your searching point
Something you can find if you look at my lines
Get rid of all the clouds just to give you some shine
Too many rappers is rapping they all silent like
Digging on the features on they sounds they make the album tight
If you got that then you dive on
That’s why you always come last like a .com nigger
