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Lyric Boom


*ticking*

[Royce Da 5 9]
Uhh.. boom...
Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5 9 uhh
Yo..

I m the verbal-spit Smith Wesson
I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second
Bomb with a lit wick expression
You here a tick tick then you testin..
My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits
So trust me, I m as live as it gets
Everybody claimin they the best and head the throne
Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+
My flow is hotter than the flash from the click
When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip
You wind up in a room full of my dawgs
I ll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs
So come, come now, get pissed on, shitted on
Tough talk turns to, "Can t we all just get along"
You get blazed when the mic s off, shot when it s on
You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song
My gun strrr-utters when it speaks to you
Utter shit to repeat to you
Nothing the clip, then give a speech to you
Me and Premier, we kind of the same in ways
We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways
Rap now is a circus of clowns
A whole lot of lip from cliques I d probably rap circles around
I m the next best to reach a peak formerly known
as the best keep secret, I guess that I just leaked it

[Hook - 2X]
(Boom!)
Somebody better duck or (RUN)
Somebody better (Watch out cuz he s bout to blow up)
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce 5 9"

I m a motherfuckin star, I don t battle no mo
I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show
We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot
Steppin around all ya punches like, "That s all you got?"
Everyday I m meetin somebody and all of they peeps
Quick to shake a nigga s hand and show me all of they teeth
And these bitches I be pattin they asses
They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes
Rappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as them
Or since I m down with Slim that I sound like him
Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell
And say faggot shit to me like I look like L
My advice quit talking it s over
I was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders
I got dirt done in my past, I know y all sweat
I got regrets older than some of you so called vets
Niggaz say I found God with the flow
Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show
Ain t a nigga touching mines
When you listen to my shit - you don t chew, you don t breathe,
you ll miss a fucking line
Every time I spit, I tick to show you it s hot
Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box
Boom! *explosion*

"God..God-damn!" "..Royce 5 9"

[Hook - 2x]

"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce.. 5 9"
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "..Royce 5 9"
"Boom..boom, bam, G...God-damn!" "...Royce 5 9"

*ticking* .. *explosion* .. *more ticking*
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