Inspecta Morze - Boom Bap Over Trap lyrics

Intro Damn son.... I got up mad late Oh Yo My phones getting blowin up like crazy Oh they trying to skate, I forgot Yo son, I'll be there in like 15mins Word.... Oh wait, Ayo ma where my shoes at man!? Word, word, word, these birds be chirping like boost, Where you at?! I'm up the block fat cat Trying to catch the B103, go to Flatbush cop me some golden crust patties Gots to get me spicy beef with the kola champagne Tell'em SB got the munichies "Oh you copped that Sour d?" Nah b, I'm just hungry These streets gotta n***a feelin weak, dried clean, but it ain't nothing I can't over see you feel me? Everydays a battle No Middle East but outchea it gets gully, so I put the chill jams out to keep the peace You co*ky n***as be lookin funny, acting flossly, getting bossy, swear he trumping out in Cali f**'em though he's a chump with no bucks He got a trashy ho to s** his dick for 50 bucks b**h n***a you stuck. Stop bull sh**ting before you get snuffed! Can't you tell by the flow I've already left you in the dust? So whaddup?! Oh nothing son, I was just testing you to see if you got the guts to spit real stuff. So I keep the board under my feet just my luck to catch the bus before it leaves Didn't wanna wait for the B6 n***a please I already told the homies I'll be the shortly "no hurry", but in my message I said "I'll be there in 15"; and damn it's already been 13 They are gonna crack on me cause I'm late when it comes to anything Well maybe it's the Jamaican in me? But see now, I'm just looking for something to take the blame off me, and put it on something that can get me out of a jiffy But finally I meet up with the homies Cop my patties, and we dipping out to the city And yea son we mobbin deep! So I skate till my legs fall from under me That's just the lifestyle I'm living babe Skating till there's nothing left in me thats greatest feeling of success when your skating dunny Word is Bond B!! This that boom bap rap Ya'll kats be spittin trash Son this that real rap f** where you trappin at.(4x) Word! Yo shoutout to all the homies out there! My brother Chris My brother Sid My n***a Scotto, Tokes Chief SO, SOmong what's poppin?! All my homies at boynton skate park All my homies back in Brooklyn Ya'll know what's good! It's SB son! I got that wave going! HA! You already know what's good f** them f** boys who ain't f**in with my sh** on some real sh** I said f** three times, that's OD but it is what it is Hahahaha word! What's poppin with everyone who's been messin with my music man?! That means a lot, because of you guys that's the reason why I'm spittin You know what I mean? That's some real sh** Good looks! Keep it gully.