Представляем точный текст композиции "Kaboom!" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tim Smooth . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Kaboom!» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tim Smooth передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Tim Smooth - "Kaboom!"
Lyrics to Kaboom! : [First Verse] KABOOM! Guess whos back in the room' The nigga with the skills to talk a dyke out her womb Soon, very soon, theyll recognize Aint none as vicious or swift on these bitches Picture, runnin your bust ass, succotash niggas Who could get with the dog Cuz I rip shit Up, with what' With skill I still Could whip up a batch of somethin them bitches cant FUCK WIT Foreal And still I want much respect If not, then I got, alot of nuts to check Fuck the check, Im in this for my props now, partna Watch a Nigga drop knowledge like a rasta I could scope where your head at Cuz I, funk up a room like the fumes of the wound of a dead rat Yeah I done said that, fuckin right Now aint no touchin mine, and Smooth aint nothin nice Ha' Let it be known Soon as I hit the door, fake niggas be gone Ready for whatever you ready for If ever you ready to take me to the other level, baby let me know I gotcha back like a siamese twin Or a chinese friend who lentcha nineteen yen Tim, perfects a hymn, like Mahalia If you dont know, Im sure, somebody gone tell ya [Chorus:] KABOOM! Guess whos back in the room' My attitude is fuck it and muthafuckas love it [x4] [Second Verse] KABOOM! Guess who stepped on the scene The player with skills to outscore your whole team Im so clean you could eat red beans off me Awfully swift with words, but combos costly Im straight bout my clout Im straight out the South I wouldnt give a bitch mouth-to-mouth, trust me Im wicked as Larry Bird jumpshots And I run this bitch and green is a young cop Not too many alive could survive my flow Not too many freestyle like me, I know But its bout time that yall get recognized And he who cant see what I see, better check his eyes He act froggish, then thats his ass Mr. Tim Smooth will suffocate another rapper, like a plastic bag And ask his Dad, "You want some of Shaburnke'" Show ya with that boot camp, they lettin me KA-BOOM! [Chorus] [Third Verse] Well I swing through the swamp like Im Tarzan I may be a marked man, but I aint mark brand Im boot camp, read it and weep And heres a dick trick BITCH now eat it in deep You niggas sweet as bon-bons Ol wannabe playin ass niggas need some pom-pons Ha' You dont want me to act a fool And he shivers when he here my name, watch this: Say it again, "Tim Smooth" Five ten Im strong as straight gin Im harder than George Foremans uppercut to your chin Tim, couldnt be seen if I was wearin flourescent green With a twenty inch fro, and no sheen You hoes gonna understand That I done fucked Wonder Woman twice, now bitches are callin me Wonder Man And, I hold the fort in this platoon But, Boot Camp Clicc, lit again ya bitch, KABOOM! [Chorus] [ Kaboom! Lyrics ]
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