Apollo Brown - Lower the Boom (feat. Kenn Starr, Oddisee & Sareem Poems) lyrics

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Apollo Brown - Lower the Boom (feat. Kenn Starr, Oddisee & Sareem Poems) lyrics

If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof [Verse One] [Kenn Star]: Okay they gave me the green light To sing like I'm as hot as a steams pipe It seem like you the type to hate on the low You studied my style, I created your flow, it's okay to be dope Cause either still, see the sk**s is on a different planet I didn't plan it, it's just a gift from God And I'm spittin' hard as liftin' granite It's just the form like throwback slangs Kenn Starr, you should know that name Could ask your broad if she knows that name And you might get a different answer Huh, I'm sick as cancer I'm like the strip club's thickest dancer I came attack it, the wackness Up to the level where it's supposed to be at My level, you tryin' to get closer to that Supposing these cats is the reason you believin' you dope when you wack If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof [Verse Two] [Oddisee]: Dropper of the ill, dollar bill Get it like a number runner at the bet 100 somethin' real, percentage of the hot, keep it Your money ain't on me forever you in debt Forever shoot to k** and the target is the ma**es And mark it like matches, promotin' cinematics In neighborhoods of blackness Exploitation in the form of noise makin' Is my occupation in the industry of waitin' A rather rude awaken- -ing lightning makes the ding like bells To let them know the fight is on 'em Ain't nothin' you can do or say to stop it what you're facin' You either run with it, under or move adjacent And we rapid pacin' while you're movin' like snails I crucify your fakin', usin' music like nails Trust me, you rusty, you lose and I prevail If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof [Verse Three] [Sareem Poems]: I got a different stroll, take a different road Livin' in an old soul with a different tone Not tryin' to break a bone tryin' to break the mold Far from fantasy, this is somethin' you can hold True story told, mics worth more than gold Or any amount of money that you can ever fold Beautiful and bold, chillin' like Chicago cold Caught you slippin' while whippin' ghost ridin' on a icey road Follow no code, sleep on them like No Doz I cherry pick 'em and hard flick 'em like Mogos Not a Blood, Crip or Cholo, mommy made me solo We can play el pollo if you wanna act loco Watch me go go while you lust for the gold ring as Bilbo Dancin' on you squares flyin' high like the Dodo Bust hard like the rifle, the truth like the Bible Giving praise to no man or false idol If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof If the budget ain't low, we gon' lower that too If they act like they don't know we gon' show 'em that proof

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