Boom Mic

Album cover art for "Boom Mic" by Buck 65

Buck 65 - Rap

Boom Mic

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Duration: 3:00

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Lyrics

This is the sequel to the soap-box trinity No equal... not even close proximity The eighteenth letter. Not the R but the sigma I know what that implies but I kinda dig the stigma Greedy with the drums. That was predetermined On the dancefloor, I do the Pee-Wee Herman Something up in here smells like seaweed burning Your mother's favorite movie has a 3-D version Kodiak bear attack. Zodiac: Capri-con Notably nobody's goat and you're snacking on Pig knuckles. Coming up short and finding big troubles Steer clear of here. Don't want to hear about your dig struggles Save it for David and Goliath. Watch the grass grow Riot goin on. Toy boy, you a Hasbro Listen to the voice of the drum break generation Builder of beats. Bewildered? Here's a demonstration... Bold strokes. Now you're in the hobo zone Your funk smells like an old folks home Cold water. I don't bend and I won't falter No exposure but I'm getting over like a pole vaulter Systems - I know 'em all. I'm showing all the symptoms Holidays included, always on like the Simpsons Bonzai. Shooting bullseyes. Howdy buckaroo.. [you can make people dance to what you do]

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Credits

Writers
  • Buck 65