Boom

Lyrics

This one time at band camp
 Alright I said boom
 Tings get mad when I mash up the room
 Oi DJ, fuck off, wheel up the tune (wheel it, wheel it, wheel it)
 Hit rewind, then you press resume
 Skrrr in the whip, no
 Looking like I mashed up the roof
 Mash up recordings, mash up the booth
 Mash up the stage, mash up a zoot
 Mash up in the venue, mash up en route
 Mash up the headlines, mash up the news
 Mash up the TEC-9, mash up the Uz
 Mash up off dank, mash up off booze
 Frass up and mash up your crew
 You know how we've been
 Can't nobody fuck with my team
 Ain't nobody fucking with Nadz
 Fucking with Bamz
 Oi, nobody fucking with Keish, fucking with Rhys
 Ain't nobody fucking with Ash
 Can't nobody fuck with my side
 Can't nobody fuck with my pride, I'll swallow that
 Get enough gigs like Hollowman
 Everybody's like "Nadz you don't holla man"
 Yeah, I don't
 I've be too busy getting reloads
 Bound for the re-, for the reload
 Everybody take cover, please take note
 Kill rap beats and I kill techno
 Jump in the whip, skrrr, kill petrol
 Light my spliff, me no like menthol
 I get the crowd mental
 You make the crowd go stiff
 You make the crowd go home
 You make the crowd go sleep
 I make the crowd get turnt
 Spliffs get burnt
 I get the girldem lean
 I make their knees go weak
 They bang my shit on repeat, so please don't speak
 You sound better when you're silent
 Ring the alarms and ring off the sirens
 Fuck all the fake dons, forget the drama
 Bun all the pythons
 Big up your bredrins, bring all the arms out
 Bring all the violence
 They'll call the po-po, but fuck the five-O
 And fuck the Trident
 I am your highness
 Hear me in your speakers? Then you better rewind it
 Can't nobody fuck with my flows
 Can't nobody fuck with my dro, oh no no
 Can't nobody see me on road
 Pree my kicks and say "what are those?" What are those?
 Can't nobody fuck with my Nikes
 Can't nobody fuck with my pride, I'll swallow that
 I get enough gigs like Hollowman
 Everybody's like "Nadz you don't holla man"
 Yeah, I don't
 I've be too busy getting reloads
 Bound for the re-, for the reload
 Everybody take cover, please take note
 Kill rap beats and I kill techno
 Jump in the whip, skrrr, kill petrol
 Light my spliff, me no like menthol
 I get the crowd mental
 I make the crowd get dark
 Bitch, and I'm the spark
 Bust or put your lighters up
 A little higher, you ain't high enough
 Kill 'em with the bass and the drums
 Kill 'em with the punchline, fuck around, kill 'em with the thump
 Kill 'em with the pace of the tongue
 Still ain't safe if you run
 Filling up the space in my lungs
 Filling up the space in the trunk
 Poured me a rum and I chased it with rum
 Bought your tape and I want a refund
 You don't really really really wanna get spun
 I know that you prayed it would end but I've just begun
 This one time at band camp, everyone thought I was done
 But then I came back like the rerun
 Listen, I'm the shit like the runs
 My old mate said I wouldn't amount to nothing
 But fuck it, now look at all the shit I've become
 Fuck it, now I've got all the shit that you want, yes
 The place goes off when my tune goes on
 What else? They know my style, I can't do no wrong
 You came up short, I just made it long
 You don't want beef like filet mignon
 I bring the hype, then I'm gone

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Song Details

Duration
03:17
Key
9
Tempo
140 BPM

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