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theory & maximus - boom lyrics

[verse 1: theory]
i was raised by a pack of wolves and a hunchback in the woods
with a dunce cap and some thumbtacks in a hubcap for my food
if you touched that i would jump back with my hands up in a mood
pull your thumb back and just crush that, had a lunchbox for my tools
you can’t rap and ill stamp that on my forehead with a bruise
im a hand scratch in an ant trap from a sand trap in the dunes
i bleed green, my eyes hurt, i piss stones and im rude
it’s sick thought for you sick f-cks when i twist up with my crew
tear the roof off for you goofb-lls with my shoes off in the booth
im with bruce lee in the boondocks with some bamboo and my hands locked
in a stampede on a hand cart and i can’t see where my hands are
you p-ss me in the d-mn street put your hands up or just back off
last seed from the last plant that was last seen with the last straw
get ya -ss beat in ya gl-ss house with ya fast mouth and ya gl-ss jaw
get g-ssed on on my ten speed in a backyard
if you test me then your neck bleeds on your guess jeans like a tampon
reject and a retard and im in deep but im in charge
and you pipsqueaks need to get lost like a blind b-tch in a strip club
its s t and the m stands for sip tea and get mugged
i’m low down and im so bad that i sleep good with the bedbugs
i’m a pot roast, youre a c-ckroach and i got those at my house
and ya b-tch gawked at my pimp walk with her lips soft when i bounced
i’m a douchebag with a toothpick, i’ll flick that at your new chick
this rap is a movement for witchcraft and delusion
mix matched im a nuisance and i skipped cl-ss i was stupid
but since then i was sent back to abuse kids from the future
dont think just approach em, your flow stinks and its broken
so don’t blink when my flow sinks cuz its so deep in the ocean

[verse 2: maximus]

k!llin the beat are you feelin the heat you’ll get sealed in a tomb its a pyramid scheme
and they say that my raps are despicable so now im slaying their -ss for the principle of it
so sick of these f-ckers they talkin that shit to me, they cause me misery so i gots to make em history
this’ll be a situation for detective solving a mystery, hickory d-ckory dock
sick of the trickery stop!
threaten to visit the cops and ill pick up a rock and ill hit you on top of your head til you drop
im a miserable twat! eyo these b-tches are nasty and their vaginas are quick to attack me
but im not complaining if you would ask me ill tell you the truth im a cl-toris athlete
cause the pussy’s a sport to me, she yellin out like im f-ckin her forcefully
but when she’s talkin its nothing but noise to me, b-tch shut the f-ck up and play with your toy for me
got a b-tch named angeline, she let me play with her -ss like a tambourine
she said my d-ck so long it’ll smash her spleen, ayo i treat these hoes so dastardly
f-ck any rapper who rappin im grabbin the gat and im clappin
imagine the wrath im enacting on f-ggots who happen to get in my way
im the hulk and im smashin, since back in the day i been nice on the mic
im a lyrical knife so i slice and i dice, and i ain’t no plumber but im pipin your wife
and ill k!ll you for nothing im right with the price

- theory maximus lyrics

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