Verbz Vegas - Boom Bap Back (Bring It)

Verbz vegas
Microphone sadist
How can I say this
Keep me high on ya playlist
Cause ima bring it right
Every night ignite the mic
Always tight
Always nice
Ya know ya gotta
Play it twice
Slice like knife
Bet ya life
And pay me double
Burst ya bubble
Heard ya looking for some trouble
I got it on tap
Finish mines collect dap
Crowd still chanting the hook
No slack
This ain't the trap
Flyin high, no sample
Competition getting trampled
Brain frame dismantled
Can you do this
Or can't you
Lookin kind of helpless
Like a hammer on a shellfish
Offer you a well wish
And I'm back to being selfish
It's a cold cold world
Everybody need they own heat
When they pay me what I'm worth
I'ma have my own street
Sumthin for the comrades
Home base for revolution
Stolen labor, stolen land
US owe restitution

Bring boom bap back
Make shroom sack fat
I'se out for the gusto
I will doom that track
And there's no need for faking
I'm taking all the bacon
Grease in the skillet
See ya boots and ya quaking
Makin the most
Of a bad situation
Facing tall hurdles
Maximum displacement
And the lyrics be lacing
Every beat that I'm touching
Some like it rough
Some nice and smooth clutching
At they purses
Keep ya knots in ya pocket
I lock shit rock quick
Sparking light sockets
Got power like He-Man
But closer to the skeleton
Look out
This recipe
Turn most bones to gelatin
Blade Runner replicant
Tony said "fly pelican"
Time to take ya medicine
Here to set a precedent
Never be irrelevant
Deeper than the sediment
But begging like a mendicant
Damn

I'm whittled down to nothin
Like a pencil in the county
Never be no fronting for
Who draw the biggest bounty
Cause I'm coming for somebody
Bloodthirsty, broke, and angry
Ante up
I'm going till they hang me
Or lethal injection
Heard it's fentanyl now
Could use a buzz like that
When I'm on my way out
Hell, gimme some now
Catch the itches and the nods
It'll make ya feel good
Till the Narcan cattle prods
Call it an epidemic
But in the 80's they ain't care
Half the people locked up
Still sitting right there
Now white folks feel it
Wanna help all of a sudden
This war on drugs
Never worked
Just a button
They push on poor people
Mostly Black and Latino
While they use designer drugs
Sipping San Pelligrino
Calling me a addict
While ya stuck on legal speed
Tweakin all damned day
It's just the adderall I need!

Written by:
Jesse Kloth

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