Martin Malota - Boom. lyrics

You know what it is and if you didn't, I'm a show you a bit... The flow cold as the wind blows when it snows in the mitten. (No kiddin) I'm tired of rappers yapping about pulling iron out and flipping birds They should apply at diners, go and flip some burgers Verses served by the slice, Katana diced up Your honor, it's not a problem darling just turn my mic up Exhibit A B and C? This is exhibit D I'm reading over the shoulder of the Statue of Liberty Look what she's given me...I hold the torch to my heart To spark the pilot light of the fire that lives in me Your next witness please. A flawless victory of authenticity You're all guilty of trying to spit with me The bittersweet symphony...breaking and building me Living vicariously through sound, silence is k**ing me Back in the day "what's in" would try to limit me That was then...history, that was them...this is me Boom Boom At the end of the day, it's night time (true) and it's time to get paid I'll get it one way or another with a rhyme, or this face I make haste when I get me a taste And the sweetest revenge is success when it's served cold on a plate Rhyming is just a start, I got my eyes on the charts I'm murdering everyone, I'm making my Mark. Thanks for playing a part Good looks bro, you're going right in the foot notes... "The Life and Times" ...My autobiographical book flow Start with a good quote and leave em shook at the end... No different than how it ever goes, I'm good with a pen I'm the center of attention. Why you looking at them? Self, centered. I'm achieving my Zen I'm even keeled in descent. I could bend the space and time continuum In this sentence and reappear at the beginning so we'll be here again So never fear, for the time that we share's neither here, nor there It's everywhere...from beginning to end Boom Boom Boom