Boom

Boom (Clean Album Version) - Royce da 5'9"

Written by：Ryan Montgomery/Chris Martin/DJ Premier

Uhh boom

Tick tick tick yeah 5'9 uhh

Yo

I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson

I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second

Bomb with a lit wick expression

You here a tick tick then you testing

My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits

So trust me I'm as live as it gets

Everybody claiming they the best and head the throne

Since big is gone if you ask me they

Dead wrong

My flow is hotter than the flash from the click

When the hammer slaps the bullet on the from the clip

You wind up in a room full of my dawgs

I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs

So come come now get on on

Tough talk turns to

Can't we all just get along

You get blazed when the mic's off shot when it's on

You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song

My gun strutters when it speaks to you

Utter to repeat to you

Nothing the clip then give a speech to you

Me and Premier we kind of the same in ways

We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways

Rap now is a circus of clowns

A whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles around

I'm the next best to reach a peak formerly known

As the best keep secret I guess that I just it

Boom

Somebody better duck or run

Somebody better watch out cuz he's 'bout to blow up

Boomboom bam Royce 5'9

Boom

Somebody better duck or run

Somebody better watch out cuz he's 'bout to blow up

Boomboom bam Royce 5'9

I'm a mother star I don't battle no mo'

I provide the gun clapping around of applause after ya show

We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot

Stepping around all ya punches like

That's all you got

Everyday I'm meeting somebody and all of they peeps

Quick to shake a hand and show me all of they teeth

And these I be patting they

They be all dumb and googly-eyed looking at me batting they lashes

Rappers think Detroit not as down as them

Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him

Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell

And say to me like I look like L

My advice quit talking it's over

I was knocking out when you was knocking sticks offa they shoulders

I got dirt done in my past I know y'all sweat

I got regrets older than some of you so called vets

Say I found God with the flow

Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show

Ain't a touching mines

When you listen to my you don't chew you don't breathe

You'll miss a line

Every time I spit I tick to show you it's hot

Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box

Boom

God Royce 5'9

Boom

Somebody better duck or run

Somebody better watch out cuz he's 'bout to blow up

Boomboom bam Royce 5'9

Boom

Somebody better duck or run

Somebody better watch out cuz he's 'bout to blow up

Boomboom bam God-damn Royce 5'9

Boomboom bam God-damn Royce 5'9

Boomboom bam God-damn Royce 5'9

Boomboom bam God-damn Royce 5'9