Chris Prythm - I Love Boom Bap 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***as 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 Cla**ical 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 d**h 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**hes 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 dick in your B.M., it started from a D.M You love her, she cheating, damn 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 d**h is real Scrooge [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)