Boom Boom Boom Boom

Empire Cast

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    Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
    Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang
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    From the bottom I got up, to the top of the pro's
    From the gutter to the shutter, trimmed out in gold
    Life bless my soul, God bless my mold
    Nothing less than the best, so the rest is old
    Don't wanna play chess, wanna lock and load
    Wanna tag some toes, wanna send you home
    It ain't about the pain
    Tell 'em what's my name

    Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
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    Look
    From the bottom I started, so it's nothing that you can say to me
    A product of where I grew up, and it's the newest slavery
    People see you trying hard, like why you wanna play with me
    I bring them heaters out, somebody better pray for me
    Cause all I know is this money, I gotta have it
    These suicidal thoughts getting bad, I'm getting madder
    Uh, they say the good die young, I put the peddle to the medal hit the gas then I'm gone
    Now I'm front line at the court, and I'm 'bout to take a shot
    I pull it up, cock it back, let it fly
    Now I'm watching for the back board
    And when they say the world is yours, i just let them know
    That I'm just trynna score

    Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
    Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang
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    Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang
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    Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
    Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang

    Y'all want some, come get some
    Y'all want some, come get some
    Y'all want some, come get some
    Y'all want some

    If you ever been through it, then I'm knowing you gotta feel it
    You witnessing the struggle from the realest, what the deal is
    They trynna lock me down, but they created a monster
    I'm beating down your block, and nobody can't stop us
    (You was over there talking all kinds of tough
    While you sipping on your little bit of "pick me up"
    When you say you like to play a little fistacuff
    So when the whistle puffs, I'm gonna call your bluff)
    Words from a wise man, never let 'em see you hand
    In the end, I bet they all gon' understand
    You can't stop what you can't see, standing here is only me
    So place your bet and gone prepare for your defeat
    (I caught a new jack, it said kid guard ya check
    There's a brother over there, that wanna bounce your neck
    Ain't you 'fraid of that, watch you fade to black)

    Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom
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    Song details

    Composition: Timbaland, Terrence Howard, and Bre-Z

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