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i love boom bap - king myers lyrics

[intro: king myers]

i’m tryna go off a little bit, haha
elrhan whatup!
look

[verse 1: king myers]

i ain’t the type to lie on my name, cause i am who i am
i’m the king i’m the captain, so that mean i’m the man
simply tryna cross all the borders
i got the juice, these other n-ggas is thirsty they’ll probably fight over quarter waters
i’m the truth like sojourner
i’m from wyandanch, the brother walking behind me he probably got the burner
far from the president, i’m like a pharaoh
stare down any barrel, chances of dying n not living is narrow
born in the 90s, with a boom bap soul
i’m the new fiend of the mic, and i got a few crack flows
this is me, i’m from strong island everywhere i got horse mileage
might pull up to my next show in a horse carriage
cl-ssical kid, king myers, take all ya hunnies
don’t worry ’bout me but my homies just might take all ya money
we from the hood we starving, we gon’ get it regardless
dreaming ’bout cars that’s foreign, got the game in a harness
and i ain’t letting go, i’m opening the doors
i’m doing it for me, for the fam, and for my boys
we make noise when we come through
we leave the mark, i be grinding in the morning when it’s dark, king myers

[hook: king myers]

we gotta take it back, back to the time
when rap wasn’t wack, it’s more just than just a rhyme
i be giving them crack, they be stuck in the trap
it might be good for now but i love boom bap
(repeat 1x)

[verse 2: scrooge owens]

look, i’m fresh to death and the flow is just so mean
bars is codeine, every verse will make you o.d
i’m creeping through the night, got the heater on the right
i ride up on you clowns, i’m like deebo on a bike
the bronx is where i’m from son i ride for that
i’m the club, we in the back where the b-tches and bottles at
hate if you want but get used to me
see prison the only time i seen a gated community
it’s evil in disguise, you could see it in my eyes
i’ll have your family in the e.r, praying you alive
look i grind ’til the p.m., i be high for no reason
got my d-ck in your b.m., it started from a d.m
you love her, she cheating, d-mn that gotta hurt
she blowing my job, i’m like y’all should make it work
scrooge, mean mug her, respect the grill
you fake clowns act live, find out death is real
scrooge

[hook: king myers]

- king myers lyrics

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