HIGHERHAZE - Boom lyrics

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HIGHERHAZE - Boom lyrics

[Verse 1: Theory] I was raised by a pack of wolves and a hunchback in the woods With a dunce cap and some thumbtacks in a hubcap for my food If you touched that i would jump back with my hands up in a mood Pull your thumb back and just crush that, had a lunchbox for my tools You can't rap and ill stamp that on my forehead with a bruise Im a hand scratch in an ant trap from a sand trap in the dunes I bleed green, my eyes hurt, I piss stones and im rude It's sick thought for you sick f**s when i twist up with my crew Tear the roof off for you goofballs with my shoes off in the booth Im with Bruce Lee in the boondocks with some bamboo and my hands locked In a stampede on a hand cart and i can't see where my hands are You pa** me in the damn street put your hands up or just back off Last seed from the last plant that was last seen with the last straw Get ya a** beat in ya gla** house with ya fast mouth and ya gla** jaw Get ga**ed on on my ten speed in a backyard If you test me then your neck bleeds on your Guess jeans like a tampon Reject and a retard and im in deep but im in charge And you pipsqueaks need to get lost like a blind b**h in a strip club Its S T and the M stands for sip tea and get mugged I'm low down and im so bad that i sleep good with the bedbugs I'm a pot roast, youre a co*kroach and i got those at my house And ya b**h gawked at my pimp walk with her lips soft when i BOUNCED I'm a douchebag with a toothpick, I'll flick that at your new chick This rap is a movement for witchcraft and delusion Mix matched im a nuisance and i skipped cla** I was stupid But since then i was sent back to abuse kids from the future Dont think just approach em, your flow stinks and its broken So don't blink when my flow sinks cuz its so deep in the ocean [Verse 2: Maximus] k**in the beat are you feelin the heat You'll get sealed in a tomb its a pyramid scheme And they say that my raps are despicable so now im slaying their a** for the principle of it So sick of these f**ers they talkin that sh** to me, they cause me misery so i gots to make em history This'll be a situation for detective solving a mystery, hickory dickory dock Sick of the trickery STOP! Threaten to visit the cops and ill pick up a rock and ill hit you on top of your head til you drop Im a miserable TWAT! Eyo these b**hes are nasty and their vaginas are quick to attack me But im not complaining if you would ask me ill tell you the truth im a cli*oris athlete Cause the p**y's a sport to me, she yellin out like im f**in her forcefully But when she's talkin its nothing but noise to me, b**h shut the f** up and play with your toy for me Got a b**h named Angeline, she let me play with her a** like a tambourine She said my dick so long it'll smash her spleen, ayo i treat these hoes so dastardly f** any rapper who rappin im grabbin the gat and im clappin Imagine the wrath im enacting on f*ggots who happen to get in my way Im the hulk and im smashin, since back in the day i been nice on the mic Im a lyrical knife so i slice and i dice, and i ain't no plumber but im pipin your wife And ill k** you for nothing im right with the price