Nom - Boom Bap sh** lyrics

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Nom - Boom Bap sh** lyrics

Uh, uh, take a look through my eyes guess I got a vision I'm on a mission to throw my low tops at All of these politicians I got no pay lows Stop your vision and my palms... Picking on my check I turn left on the vision Dough beats in the system marijuana hitting I spit I could tangle with an angel but I'm not religious Where was God at when we ain't had a father figure Tell me that n******g, forget about the past no Looking back n******g trap n******gs Think they run the streets man you all a lot I know real n******gs that would eat you all alive Yes indeed he wrote graffiti in the verse Lamborghini mercy that's my urge can I splurge? Swerving to the herb in the curve Ain't my n******g cooler? The motherf**ing ruler sponsored links With a Spanish mommy quick to put maneuvers on the cooler Had a whole team now he eating like a s**er Why you motherf**ers is run maneuvers and Ramadan Pull up Cahaba, Toshiba or hash s**y bombs Cutting corners got you running circles down the octagon And I underlay on a beat like under lane Born to be the greatest or at least that's what my mama say Seem you never got the indication, middle finger to administration And love syndication o imitations in a rut, ...and break bred route My mind to the point you would think that I take man To giant dropping j**els so hard that I break kids So advanced you couldn't stand a chance on 8th legs Just play dead uh Fresh of...hi how are you I'm here to get hi two behind As long you with it you ain't got it Why you so... Qualified to take the watchmen to school I'm an a**istant I do that sh** till they can't get down no more Who that kid? Like he young but so dope Boombox sh**? 80s? no, no Two pack sh** and maybe Jay-Z, I go, go You part of it along with all the artist they gotta compare him to I ain't one of them but I ain't If the stakes is high I ain't one what up I'm A-1 I'm A wonder If jigga hold you down for 8 summers Why they can hold you down till they can tell you He ain't some of them I'm trying to stuff my face Get snuffed trying to touch my place Call me Messiah with tracks I murder for higher Preaching in the slider, tweeting the amplifier Till the day I retire, my time in this earth expire I promise to get a bias, the opposite of these liars Cause I'm the truth my records all through the roof Y'all ain't making on noises just silent all through the sleuth Every record I'm loose straight jacked me in the booth Will never lose with the keys without abuse Speaking me in the dews feeling me for the... Only cause I refuse to be a failure at what I do The termination, overcoming the hating They admiring my confidence telling me Imma change this Mama said Imma make it, finally moved out of basement Exceeding the expectations can't wait to tell her I made it TGFY n******g new love 309 got a food club Time flies by I'm just hoping I won't miss that All my life I've been dealing with some riff raff But now is time to get back Getting ready for my show but my chances look anemic Driving on a scenic life is like a monster tool So I'm asking have you seen it till you understand the meaning that This has got me in the bat put me by position Got me .... Purpose what I'm searching for High up in your mind so I can find your searching point Something you can find if you look at my lines Get rid of all the clouds just to give you some shine Too many rappers is rapping they all silent like Digging on the features on they sounds they make the album tight If you got that then you dive on That's why you always come last like a .com n******g