BOOM! (Album Version (Edited)) (Edited Ver.)

Hold your flix, I'm not for the photo op's It's Black, code name Yaphet Kotto ock My twist like a ratchet in an auto shop Since granddaddy old Desoto stopped and he got the Caddie I been gladly servin, any y'all cats wanna act determined Spit pesticides for rats and vermin Seem like none of y'all chumps is learning Y'all hopeless, and I'm a little better than dopest Far from a brand new kid to show biz Tryna hold on, maintain my focus Coming out the room with a cloud of smoke of dro and With the punches I survive and rock Cause I keep the crowd alive And the texture of my voice Is course and kind of hoarse and cut Like I'm throwing a thousand knives Hook Party people, gather round What we have here is a brand new sound Reach for my waist you hit the ground You better duck when that awful sound goes... Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Yeah Thats what's happenin in the parking lot Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Thats whats happening on stage Verse 2 The man at hand that rule the school And reach and teach the blind and find a way from A to Z And be the most to boast I'm load and proud The game and reign that remain The heat is on so feel the fire come off the empire or the More higher level of depth one step beyond dope To suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope Cause I could never let 'em on top of me I play 'em out like a game of Monopoly Let it speed around the board like an Astro Then send 'em to jail for trying to pass Go Shaking 'em up, breaking 'em up, taking no stuff But it still ain't loud enough So Questlove let the fire roast So I can flow and we can kill the whole show cause Hook Party people, gather round What we have here is a brand new sound Reach for my waist you hit the ground You better duck when that awful sound goes... Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Yeah Thats what's happenin in the parking lot Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Thats whats happening on stage Verse 3 I'm live Design a finer rhyme that's right on time One step beyond and not behind the line That seperates thought from divine You can take it as a caution, or a warning sign Look for antonyms, words I'm sending em Homonyms, synonyms good like M&Ms You know the time when it's Riq Geez slicing I turn a Mic's last name into Tyson My brain like a factory constantly creating Materials stitch by stitch for decoration My lyrics one fabric the beat is a lining My passion of rhyming is fashion designing Now it get sorted cause people wanna sport it ya bought it If you didn't then you couldn't afford it Poetry full of surprises it's like a game show And my brain go, I do my thing yo Hook Party people, gather round What we have here is a brand new sound Reach for my waist you hit the ground You better duck when that awful sound goes... Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Yeah Thats what's happening in the parking lot Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom Thats whats happenin on stage