Flatlinerz - Sonic Boom lyrics

[Verse One] Sonic boom to the head of a dread cause he's tread Upon the Flatline [?] n***as so now he's dead Straight out the door, dirty dungeon graveyard I broadcast and watch Sport Center, Ahmad Rashad Tic tac toe we smack in theAnnotate back, oh sh** I seem to catch a vic' if a n***a think he slick I eat a rapper appetizer Shady like a visor Punch you in your mouth with my ring the high riser Kitty cat kitty cat there's a mouse for you to house But the kitty cat was dead when the dog bit off his head On the contrary, it's legendary So I bury Your punk p**y a** in the pet cemetery When it's a hit I'm bringing the Tec-9 mad quick Flipping the script and ripping your sh** up so never slip Jesus Christ, should think twice before the crucifix Dip dip diver I'm coming liver than the full clip Dig up the grave violate your resting place Rest in peace, pieces, believe that I'ma chase A n***a through the graveyard, the 100 yard dash Pa**ionately stash your cash you're out of gas Don't try to flinch I got the itchy trigger finger Ringing the neck and bringing the thing a ling a ling and run your check n***a Open up a womb from a looney tune soon All of the goons [?] bust 'em down sonic boom [Hook] BOOM to the head, you're dead now it's sonic {x8} BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BAM! [Verse Two: Gravedigger] Torture with a grip made out of tombstones With a Flatline [?] broken bone and broken dome I'm a rebel so I catch up with the devil Put my status on his level with the treble, you're a pebble The ink pen is sinking, the motherf**ing king pin It's the Gravedigger so I doubt when I'm creeping Hit you when you're sleeping, I'll lug you down like a log to the morgue Get you [?] put one in the spinal cord I'm shooting (gun), I'm shooting [?] a motherf** I buck like a truck One, two press your luck Three crazy motherf**ers, insane with mental problems In my dreams, I'm busting Glocks down to goblins And monsters, under my bed go get the sledge Hammer, mack a framalama, mad n***as dead So let's play freeze tag upon the burial ground Stop (Sonic Boom!) Everybody, what's that sound? One, two, three, four, five Six, seven, eight, nine, ten Eleven, twelve I'm ready to pop a dozen shells [Hook] [Verse Three: Gravedigger] Gravedigger the n***a behind the trigger so you figure It's time to hold your own cause you feel you're getting bigger You once was my son [?] I'm Flatline freaking, some Glock gonna burst And all my enemies bodies are in a hearse Let's visit the graveyard like the rabbit and the turtle Jumping over tombstones like jumping over hurdles I loaded the pump like the back of my hand I'm like [?] mortuary van God damn, it's fitting [?] I got a gun I never run I never will I never ran I'm coming six feet deep I went into the crypt without your grave A peaceful n***a Six or seven bullets to his brain What's my name? (Redrum the n***a from the slum) And where I'm from? (Brooklyn, where he got his gun) I'm from the Flatline Ma**ive, gun in the darkness Sparking a f**ing philly in the casket You wanna puff? The plant is rough...tough guy You coming dead, never live (check it) All I wanna do is zooma zooma zooma zoom Bust a .44 and put your a** in a tomb [Hook]