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Boom

 

Boom

(album: Abstractions - 2017)


Uh huh
Yeah yeah
Lawd
Uh huh, uh huh
Yeah yeah, a-yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah. Lawd!
Knowledge, nigga
Uh huh, Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, lawd!

I hit you with that boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Now move motherfucker, move motherfucker, move
Like, who motherfucker, who motherfucker who
Like, you motherfucker you motherfucker you

Back in this vision
I'm minding my business
I swear that I'm coming correct, yes
Murder the track and I'm doing my thing
But I'm never a nigga to test, yes
All of these people are running their mouths
But you've never been fucking with me, no
Giving that shit that you couldn't define
And I'm never a nigga to see
I been in a couple conundrums
Minimalizing the most
I'm selling to you for a lump sum
Where in the hell did I come from?
Giving that real, no apologies
Pride in the way that I ponder these hypotheses melodically
Of course I be that cynical son of sin not a saint
I say vamanos, homie, órale
Moving faster than Cassius Clay mixed with Malcolm X
This religious relic's Ali bombaye
Placing rappers in tombs
I consume your soul with soliloquies
Set inside the passat and beside the side of me sighing
I signed a seal, that's a sign that
My sound is something synonymous
Sure assault with selections
Celestial supervision
My sect is second to none
I don't sing or speak it in tongues
As I seek for certain approval
It's prudent I prove a point
Your point I propose that I pass them all
Catalogue I possess is a mess
But I bet it catapults myself to higher plateaus
Eat you niggas like plantains
No R.I.P.s or picture tees
Pitiful, leave you in vain
I'm maintaining my sanity
Sanctifying these verses
Diversifying my mind with these rhymes of vocabulary
The people sure to ignore it
I feel that it's less important to focus on pleasing others
Instead of finding your happiness

That boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Now move motherfucker, move motherfucker, move
Like, who motherfucker, who motherfucker who
Like, you motherfucker you motherfucker you

Hit you with that boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Now move motherfucker, move motherfucker, move
Like, who motherfucker, who motherfucker who
Like, you motherfucker you motherfucker you

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