Sonic Boom

The Flatlinerz

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    Sonic boom to the head, of a dread, 'cause he's tread
    Upon the Flatline apartment and entered so now he's dead
    Straight out the door, dirty dungeon graveyard
    I broadcast and watch Sport Center, Ahmad Rashād
    Tic-tac-toe, we smack in the back, oh shit
    I seem to catch a vic' if a nigga think he slick
    I eat a rapper appetizer, shady like a visor
    Punch you in your mouth with my ring the high riser
    Kitty cat, kitty cat, there's a mouse for you to house
    But the kitty cat was dead, when the dog bit off his head
    On the contrary, it's legendary
    So I bury your punk pussy ass in the Pet Sematary

    When it's a hit, I'm bringing the Tec-9 mad quick
    Flipping the script and ripping your shit up so never slip
    Jesus Christ, should think twice before the crucifix
    Dip dip diver, I'm coming liver than the full clip
    Dig up the grave, violate your resting place
    Rest in peace, pieces, believe that I'ma chase
    A nigga through the graveyard, the 100 yard dash
    Passionately stash your cash, you're out of gas
    Don't try to flinch, I got the itchy trigger finger
    Ringing the neck and bringing the thing a ling a ling and run your check nigga
    Open up a womb from a Looney Tune soon
    All of the goons from the wombs, bust 'em down, sonic boom

    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic

    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom, boom, boom, bam!

    Torture with a grip made out of tombstones
    We're the Flatlinerz, broken bone and broken domes
    I'm a rebel so I catch up with the devil
    Put my status on his level with the treble, you're a pebble
    The ink pen is sinking, the motherfucking kingpin
    It's the Gravedigger, so I doubt when I'm creeping
    Hit you when you're sleeping, I'll lug you down like a log to the morgue
    Get your broad, put one in her spinal cord
    I'm shooting (gun), I'm shooting (gun) I bumba in your bumbaclot
    I buck like a truck, one, two, press your luck

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    Three crazy motherfuckers, insane with mental problems
    In my dreams, I'm busting Glocks down to goblins
    And monsters, under my bed, go get the sledge
    Hammer, mac-a-frama-lama, mad niggas dead
    So let's play freeze tag upon the burial ground
    Stop (Sonic Boom!)
    Everybody, what's that sound?
    One, two, three, four, five
    Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
    Eleven, twelve
    I'm ready to pop a dozen shells

    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic

    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom, boom, boom, bam!

    Gravedigger the nigga behind the trigger so you figure
    It's time to hold your own 'cause you feel you're getting bigger
    You once was my son took the weight I deliver
    Batty bwoy push up when dem nuh ready yet
    I'm Flatline freaking, some Glock gonna burst
    And all my enemies' bodies are in a hearse
    Let's visit the graveyard like the rabbit and the turtle
    Jumping over tombstones like jumping over hurdles
    I loaded the pump like the back of my hand
    I'm like dopeman but drive a mortuary van
    God damn, it's fitting, come up like the
    I got a gun, I never run, I never will, I never ran

    I'm coming six feet deep, I went into the crypt without your grave
    A peaceful nigga, six or seven bullets to his brain
    What's my name? (Redrum, the nigga from the slum)
    And where I'm from? (Brooklyn, where he got his gun)
    I'm from the Flatline Massive, gun in the darkness
    Sparking a fucking philly in the casket
    You wanna puff? The plant is rough, tough guy
    You coming dead, never life (check it)
    All I wanna do is zooma zooma zooma zoom
    Bust A.44 and put your ass in a tomb

    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic

    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom to the head, you're dead now, it's sonic
    Boom, boom, boom, bam!

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