Boomerang my head Forever a Lake Effect kid Again and again I got a pocket full of deadliness Opium den mother forget my head At the dead-end called Unsteadiness Into the city I grew up in To the city I grew up in (into the city I grew up in) Again and

"Tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bomb" "Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" "Royce 5'9" I'm the verbal-spit Smith & Wesson I unload with sick spit The quick wit could split a split-second Bomb with a lit wick expression You here a tick tick then you testin'

I slow down but it ain't slow no more I stack up 'cause it don't fold no more I pop pills 'til I can't feel no more I wanted fame but I don't know no more (Lord, save the world) I just pour 'til I can't pour no more Tryna be sane but I can't hold no more

It's just you and I It's do or die (made this shit right here for any season) (Everybody know that it's the reason) Pull up with that new-new in the driveway So fast I double park that bitch sideways When it comes to life I do it my way Smoked out, 180

Así hasta abajo soy yo La noche ta boom Un shot de Henny Una buena disco la música un buen DJ Que ponga una del Cangri una de Yandel y Wisin Una de Tego Calde también una de Ivy La noche esta pa Wippy fumal creepy Que pongan una nasty de Chencho y Maldy

Soy el fuego que te da calor (ye-oh) Cura un enfermo de amor (ye-oh) Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom ¡Dímelo, mundo! Sube boom, boom, boom, boom On the spotlight, you'll be alright Turn this club, take it way high And I promise that we, mi girl, all

We're gonna have a house party Turn your TV off, break that boom-box out We'll wake up all the neighbours 'til the whole block hates us And the cops will show up and try to shut us down If you're gonna be a homebody If you wanna be a homebody You ain't

Bitch, I'm doing digits, all business, big business See me on the block? Mhmm, bitches still business See my dick off in her mouth? Yep, bitches still business Ye said, "Kill em all" God the only witness I'm set, sunset Put it down for the team that I

I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing And they pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck yeah Pull up and wreck yeah, pull up and wreck Know some West Side niggas like to the same thing Like,

Bang bang bang boom boom boom boom Bang bang, in ring of fire Bang bang, my sweet desire Bang bang, my love is true Bang bang, I'd die for you Road is white, ski is black Ride horse neck, run down your back There's a house, like a small I want your love,