Here comes the boom, with the hip hop as I smash and crash How many gangsta rappers are gonna Not one, got done, I had fun Doin em and screwin em and booin em and em I'm slick and I'm quick, up my is a trick Hey! so what, I use drummers, suck my dick. I'm still thick, with murderous beats and kick And I'm of the so-called shots ya gonna lick I slam and I and I slam, did I mention that I slam Don't eat spinach but I yam I yam like a circus, I work this Mic, you can't this, off-beat on purpose I never smoke dope, I carry a nine I no hustler with bitches on my mind are swimming in the water, I oughta, boom and slaughta
break it down, and I do mean down, yo way down, So far downtown the devil's gonna call it And niggaz know the fuckin score 'cause I'm raw, eddy, And confetti they get tore Up, the floor, up, no time And my spits gettin sprayed in ya as I rhyme So run run run, ya better for the hills Get ya gun gun gun, and ya cyanide And a for ya neck, and a razor for your wrists 'cause I'm pissed, and it's to battle this Ummm, highly explosive, Grand imperial, pour me on 'cause I flow the belly of a cow ya brow, how ya like me now
You can get with this, or you can get with But you can't get with the man with the mad hat I take em out with one to the cerebellum And tell 'em, my jams are so funky you can 'em Rhyme for rhyme, head for with a one go I from brooklyn, it's wild like a jungle Yeah, you get a cap jack, ya act wack, I carry a can of flat black in my for a wall to tag up, and brag up And rag up, yo nigga yo raise the flag up I click my heels, and good is how it feels There's no place like home and chrome on ya through the projects, I lose you Hope I didn't you, I cruise through neighborhood, in a chevrolet impala Dropped to the ground and, makin the girls Rollin, rollin, rollin, I'm officer, the car ain't stolen I really don't care what you of me I oughta be, far from In my fashion, I boom and I and