The Boom Bap (Abstract The Origin Remix)

Return of the hypnotic, the head nodding

Raw beats coming straight for your noggin

To get your neck snapped, or get your neck strap

Seat belt and fall back, the flight leaves at ten

On command of the man in the cockpit

Once it goes airborne, too late to stop it

Or get off mid-route in a parachute

The vagabond index on the shutter to shoot

On sight anything that moves

Caught in a frame engrained in the brain

Scene déjà vu, soon to be reality

You can feel it in your bone marrow

Show up in your melanin

Suddenly change skin color like chameleon

Fill in the shade approx eight billion

I'm really on one, if there ever was one

If you couldn't place it, then seems you're in luck son

Here comes the

The boom bap

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On a boat playing hanafuda catching barracuda

Eating manapua, heads going who dat?

My bread and butter is the fodder to to my

Cannon can it be the beat the father to the style

Brother from another planet

Manifesting independent elements

If they come looking, tell 'em where it went

Never had to follow any trends to stay relevant

And the bill crisp on my cap go gallivant

Around the world no referral and end up in a rural setting

Day getting darker and the bulbs come alive

In a festival, and the best of all

It feels like a home away from home in a metamorphosis

The music is the universal antidote

To the poisonous air from the catacombs

Got beats sweeter than a summer cantaloupe

We don't abandon hope, and we gotta come dope for the

The boom bap

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