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​mr. master - ​the old boomerang lyrics

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[prod. by mr. master]

[verse 1: mr. master]
no more toyota camry when my family hit the network
we straight installin’ cameras, rippin’ panties out the dressers
my pun intended. pen’ll slap a thousand pounds of pressure
gettin’ up after that accident to drum and tackle fletcher
education inst-tution seems to matter less and lesser
my registration date just f-cked my cl-sses next semester (facts)
by now, i start to question if it’s even worth the effort
when my schoolin’ at home
taught me more than all these professors
i hold all of my standards ‘bout as high as my suspenders
this clip o’ money poppin’ out the pocket. no protector
my company’s electric and my college is electoral
my iq’s next to nothin’ and my job is intellectual
all i heard was the explosion. that’s the last that i remember
next thing i know, these names all start appearin’ in my ledger
all of a sudden now, investing in my business is a venture
just a couple years ago, i had to be this tall to enter
y’all hop from trend to trend and stay as long as y’all can sell it
and if my sound don’t fit my image, y’all’ll auction it to elvis
if y’all prioritize the bottom line, the bottom’s where you’re headed
don’t ever tell a joke to me and ask me if i get it
don’t ever tell a joke to me you actually stole from reddit
i’ma fashion up a spear that’s quick to pierce all your defenses
i’ma sharpen up a knife so i can slice through all this tension
i smash like it’s profession. master leffen. transcendental
y’all hatin’ sounds like giant grains of salt on giant pretzels
water squirtin’ out my flower and my bottle full o’ seltzer
y’all barely scratch the surface of this style that i invented
you’d need a map of string and tacks to find all the connections
beat the heck out of a heckler. i came in it young as sheckler
straight out the whale’s v-g-n-. cowboy hat on. david koechner. there could be a second fappening happening right now if i let it
but i was told to keep my business and my personal life separate
mister sic the dogs in. i don’t speak a l!ck of elvish
but i recognize a hobbit when i talk to one. standoffish
better bring those skeletons whenever you step outta that closet
lately, i’ve been pacin’ ‘round my apartment like i lost it
y’all talk like it’s y’all midlife crisis, runnin’ outta options
i did not play the track so i could hear about your problems
i’m 21 in the internet age. my life is pretty awesome
y’all complain too often. y’all won’t be complainin’ in y’all coffin
last one you’d expect. i made it this far playin’ possum
duettin’ with a phantom of the opera emmy rossum
i’m aimin’ for civilians. master drillin’ like a spartan
they all want it to stop but ain’t n0body tryna stop him
y’all authorin’ these gossip columns, talkin’ this apocryph
who are you? how’d you get in here?
i’m a locksmith. i’m a locksmith
no one’s heard of what i know ‘bout
so there’s no one i can talk with
but that’s the price i pay to make myself this gospel. mr

[hook: mr. master]
three cheers for me
how’d he get outta bed, all of that ennui?
aw man, aw geez. three cheers for me
how’d he get outta bed all of that ennui?

[hook 2: mr. master]
which way did he go, george?
which way did he go?

[outro: mr. master + (ad-lib me)]
have you ever wanted to be a famous rapper?
do you want to make music that sounds
exactly like everyone else’s?
well, fear not, friends, for the future is now!
(i sound cool no matter what i say!)
yes, thanks to autotune
absolutely anyone can make a dope, trendy rap song
regardless of whether or not they should
so don’t delay, join the rap game today!



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