Roman RSK - Blast to the Boom lyrics

Verse 1: This rap game had a bad change It's sad that it turned to a beauty pageant.. Like, "who's the cutest rapper? Who's got the newest fashion? Who's the one with the coolest whip?" N' not who's the one staying true to this They only choose the ones who produce and prove to be lucrative I've been damned for water but now I could drown in my flows I have a plan to conquer I have a wide receiver in my head set but I ain't running back until I touch down Staying underground but above clouds, what's up now? There's one line for these paper cuts but these punchlines look to be punched out! Every crack of noon, I put the bap to the boom right after school I get a platter full of unfactual, rapper snacks to snack a little Back with riddles Pa**ion of a Christ but I'm back for dinner Sacramental Bread and bu*ter, drink your cup of sins Enjoy, it's your last supper, b**h! I know I ain't the best, but you best know I don't play pretend I gotta break the bank to make investments cause I gotta pay for bread So from A-Z, I'm k**ing alphabets til I'm outta breath I smoke a pound of sesh of my paperplanes Indestructible cause we don't take no breaks Hook (x2) : I'm just an average dude, who puts the blast to the boom A kid not giving a f** what matters to you I'll be happy to prove, I put the blast to the boom I'm an armed arsonist producing these cla**ical tunes Verse 2: I produce rap with the boom bap They looking at me like "who's that?" I shoot tracks, spit true facts to who's whack A huge blast that nukes all these new cats I'm rhyming/rhyme in but you seem to be out rhymed You know it's about/a bout time when it comes to battles You got holes aboard your floating boat n' I can leave you coasting sh**s creek without a paddle I'm ripping this beat with this literacy, it's a written Pica**o Demi Lovato the drug smuggler, she been going in like a MUFF HUGGER! Boom to the bang blow! You proving you fake, no? Well, dude, you been choosing the peso, case closed It takes straight brain to takes notes, but you so gay you ejaculate rainbows Hands out.. I ain't steppin up to stand down I came to pop a p**y to the co*ky b**hes, I can knock em out now that's a boxing finish Ruin my day? I'm a weekender Say what you say to make you sleep better Speak the cheap talk, keep the peace off, you can sleep on me but I'm a dream catcher Bring your pen to test me I'm a grade-A-emcee Most "F" the best beats Step back! Check the recipe It's to bad the game had no referees Cause it's now full of these money fiends, that talk about sittin' on tons of green Well I have an appetite for snackin' mics, rapper appetizers n' I'm hung-r-yyyyyyyyyy! Hook