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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
The boom bap
The boom bap
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The boom bap
The boom bap
The boom bap
The boom boom bap
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
The boom bap
The boom bap
The boom boom bap
The boom bap
The boom bap
The boom bap