Lirik Lagu Boom - Royce Da 5'9''
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[ticking]
[Royce Da 5'9]Uhh.. boom...Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5'9 uhhYo..
I'm the verbal-spit Smith WessonI unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-secondBomb with a lit wick expressionYou here a tick tick then you testin..My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bitsSo trust me, I'm as live as it getsEverybody claimin they the best and head the throneSince B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+My flow is hotter than the flash from the clickWhen the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clipYou wind up in a room full of my dawgsI'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogsSo come, come now, get pissed on, shitted onTough talk turns to, "Can't we all just get along"You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when it's onYou probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your songMy gun strrr-utters when it speaks to youUtter shit to repeat to youNothing the clip, then give a speech to youMe and Premier, we kind of the same in waysWe both speak with our hands in dangerous waysRap now is a circus of clownsA whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles aroundI'm the next best to reach a peak formerly knownas 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 showWe can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hotSteppin around all ya punches like, "That's all you got?"Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peepsQuick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teethAnd these bitches I be pattin they assesThey be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashesRappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as themOr since I'm down with Slim that I sound like himQuick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sellAnd say faggot shit to me like I look like LMy advice quit talking it's overI was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shouldersI got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweatI got regrets older than some of you so called vetsNiggaz say I found God with the flowBring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the showAin't a nigga touching minesWhen you listen to my shit - you don't chew, you don't breathe,you'll miss a fucking lineEvery time I spit, I tick to show you it's hotLeave me in the deck too long I blow up your boxBoom! *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]
[Royce Da 5'9]Uhh.. boom...Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5'9 uhhYo..
I'm the verbal-spit Smith WessonI unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-secondBomb with a lit wick expressionYou here a tick tick then you testin..My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bitsSo trust me, I'm as live as it getsEverybody claimin they the best and head the throneSince B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+My flow is hotter than the flash from the clickWhen the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clipYou wind up in a room full of my dawgsI'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogsSo come, come now, get pissed on, shitted onTough talk turns to, "Can't we all just get along"You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when it's onYou probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your songMy gun strrr-utters when it speaks to youUtter shit to repeat to youNothing the clip, then give a speech to youMe and Premier, we kind of the same in waysWe both speak with our hands in dangerous waysRap now is a circus of clownsA whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles aroundI'm the next best to reach a peak formerly knownas 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 showWe can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hotSteppin around all ya punches like, "That's all you got?"Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peepsQuick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teethAnd these bitches I be pattin they assesThey be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashesRappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as themOr since I'm down with Slim that I sound like himQuick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sellAnd say faggot shit to me like I look like LMy advice quit talking it's overI was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shouldersI got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweatI got regrets older than some of you so called vetsNiggaz say I found God with the flowBring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the showAin't a nigga touching minesWhen you listen to my shit - you don't chew, you don't breathe,you'll miss a fucking lineEvery time I spit, I tick to show you it's hotLeave me in the deck too long I blow up your boxBoom! *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]
