Boom (Explicit)

The Grouch：

Bass in the track and the trunk roll slap

Seats leaned back

Man the beat's so fat it goes boom

Baby kinda fly with them big big thighs

All you tryin to do is get her back to the room

And go boom

Make it slump make it bounce

Make it pound pound it out

If you really go hard you know

Just really how hard you go

Slug：

As a youth I used to roll a station wagon

With bad suspension the tail was draggin

It didn't have a system either

So I filled the back with a bunch of house speakers

Felt like a champion

The windows rattlin

Rusted paint wood panel and

It didn't matter I was still the man to them

I always had the d**est tapes

Crunchy highs distorted bass

Hit the schools with my fools

Ante up to get a pack of Kools

Kept the jams in a paper bag

MC Sham and Ultra Mag

It's Critical Beat Down

Girl put your seat down

About to turn up the heat now

You can ride shotgun till the cops come

Jump trunk jack ain't a problem

Hit the spot and make the ballers laugh

But now they all ask for my autograph

And now I gotta better whip

But my system's still on some retro s**t

Still stuck in the days of old

To turn up the bass in that stock stereo it goes

Eligh：

Boom everlasting bass

Crack your window wipers need some masking tape

Never been one to run the beat it gives me juice

When I'm rolling down the block

You know it get me loose it goes boom

And it's shakin down my spine

I'm breakin down my penmanship

My love and frequency's divine so make room

When I grab the microphone I'm havin fun so get my point

If you goin hate then get the f**k out of my room

Cause my tune goes slap

Amp Live create make the boom go bap

Simplify speech keep it blue and black

So you and I can travel to the moon and back

Cause he and E been doin this here for many a year

No way to tally up all the fear and all the tears

No way to rally growth without lookin in the mirror

Don't need a beer I got my fade right here it goes boom

And I like the way it feels

Get em out their panties without takin off the heels

Then get her off her man it might could take a little skill

But I'm not the one to chase a b***h to guard my grill

I'd rather chill cause I'm a grown a*s man

Might look 21 but I'm a grown a*s man

Used to live in a hole that's where I made my first grand

And ever since then I keep my slump up in my trunk it goes

Eligh：

Tell me what it takes to jump and don't land

Bakin my cakes with bass no coke and

Hit you high like my fly bass from France

From another planet can you understand

The Grouch：

Blow the speakers

Blow her back out

Just playin ain't sayin I'm goin act out

Not a grouch really I'm a gentleman

I'm a homebody I'm a simpleton

I'm a pimp my pen until the earth burns

Got hooks and lines but I'm not an earthworm

Kill the stereo types in the stereo

I'm a hero to tikes

I'm your nephew's idol my rap's his Bible

Act like a black light acknowledge my glow

We keep the bass low like Geico

And watch the place go dumb but I don't

I can feel my face I'm conscious

I go hard though the grind is monstrous

Big bars how far not on s**t

Sell it to the kids they want this