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boomer rang - tech n9ne collabos lyrics

[intro: tech n9ne]
freedom of speech, yes
but if you don’t need stress, please, do not speak death
you will not be blessed, too late to reset
should’ve been speechless
pray god follows, allah follows
saves all who talk
karma, hold sorrow

[verse 1: tech n9ne]
whatever i put in the uni
i try to make it bright and not send the gloomy
i’m blocking the looney that’s c*ckin’ a tooly
for the talk a lot’s a opp that’s often with tumi
luggage
all around with him, he drug it and tug it
negatively, then signal the thuggish, rubbish
keep tryin’ to front with the rugged
gonna make your spirit fade to the back like a mullet (cha)
i studied the law of attraction
and every action got a rеaction
makin’ waves if you that one, you’ll be floatin’ without your gеar from pacsun
always yellin’ with a passion, flash ’cause you mad and you laugh none
talkin’ trash, here the trash come, ready to blast one with they dad’s gun
what you say? can really give you a cut toupee, you get up to grey
you can make a tough dude day, make ’em gush you and gut, touché
if a ninja scrollin’ and sh*t is what he loves to spray
hope you watched him enough today ’cause a rough crew may
put you in the dust to lay, huff and puff is too much to pay
seniors doin’ junior thangs
when you act wrong, they come mask on like the rumour gang
when you’re callin’ to, you’re gonna be way worse than a tumorous pain
when the lunar came, they consume your name
blow you out your bloomers, mane
they gonna make that boomer rang!
[chorus: stevie stone]
who to blame, if i pop off, it ain’t for no reason?
b*tch step to check ’tis the season
everything you say comes back ’round
it’s bang, bang, bang, boomer rang

[verse 2: k.a.a.n.]
what did you say? this sh*t might get back to you like a boomerang
want me to play? this sh*t might get back to you like a boomerang
what did you say? this sh*t might get back to you like a boomerang
want me to play? this sh*t might get back to you like a boomerang
do you ever get tired of this sh*t? (tired of this sh*t)
overwhelmed and it makes you sick? (makes you sick)
everybody judging everybody criticizing the move that you make hoping that you trip (that you trip)
some of them want to give me good sh*t but they tippin’ their d*cks in and then rubbin’ their lips
so sick of this sh*t, tell me how you remedy this
you never had what it took to be top of the list, what did i miss?
he rose up out the abyss (the abyss)
swingin’ back every time that he hit (time that he hit)
they want you six feet deep down in the ground not responding, like digging a ditch (a ditch)
but you’ll never get awards without risks
i’m standing my ground, it’s like i’m throwing a pitch
so whatever, we avoidin’ the negativity, all of the fake sh*t does not exist (b*tch)
they be down with the rah*rah, out of your ass like blah*blah
can’t take you serious, you like the joker but you got us laughing like ha*ha
cause you would never bang for the gang, you a sw*ng like a lame
try to keep up with the slang, it’s the reign to the same when the fat lady sangs
and it all comes right back around like a boomer rang
[chorus: stevie stone]
who to blame, if i pop off, it ain’t for no reason?
b*tch step to check ’tis the season
everything you say comes back ’round
it’s bang, bang, bang, boomer rang

[bridge: tech n9ne]
pray god follows, allah follows
saves all who talk
karma, hold sorrow

[trumpet solo]

[verse 3: ubi]
now the onus is on us
i feel the weight of the moment upon us
show me an honest man, i’ve been looking for truth
and i lost it’s scroll in the comments, feelin’ like
something broke in the promised land, dude
now we don’t even want it
how can we hope for the soul to be saved when they told us to pray to a golden adonis
look, i’ve been in the lab pourin’ potions, forward motion is the key to my vision
lockpicking, get the doors open, i earned rank any seat that i sit in
you can see by that speed of my bidness
manifested, i believe it, i live it
for a reason, i believe when i’m finished
and when i do it, i’ll receive what i’m given
karma chameleon, boomer rang true
by the way, that my slaying move
had to keep a legitimate image up
be considerate of many angles
and the light of my aura incinerated
any heartfelt or hatin’ eliminated
every mark that i face in a hurry, bruh
is prolly why i ain’t never worried
here in missouri, the people conceal and carry
you don’t gotta be part of the military
and the average citizen, impact rounds, no backgrounds
no preliminary, no psyche eval necessary, no period for you to wait
now the body count get serious, pray that my theory may illuminate
boomer rang, bang
[chorus: stevie stone]
who to blame, if i pop off, it ain’t for no reason?
b*tch step to check ’tis the season
everything you say comes back ’round
it’s bang, bang, bang, boomer rang

[outro: stevie stone]
oh, oh, oh*oh
oh, oh

- tech n9ne collabos lyrics

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