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NOM lyrics : "Boom Bap Shit"

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 !@!@&& 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 !@$@, forget about the past no

Looking back !@$@ trap !@$@s
Think they run the streets man you all a lot
I know real !@$@s 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 !@$@ cooler? The mother$#&@ing ruler
With a Spanish mommy quick to put maneuvers on the cooler
Had a whole team now he eating like a sucker

Why you mother$#&@ers is run maneuvers and Ramadan
Pull up Cahaba, Toshiba or hash sucky 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 jewels 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 $$#istant

I do that %#@! till they can't get down no more
Who that kid? Like he young but so dope
Boombox %#@!? 80s? no, no

Two pack %#@! 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 ba!@&(t
Exceeding the expectations can't wait to tell her I made it

TGFY !@$@ 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 !@$@

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