I was just trying to be cool I was just trying to be like you I'm a spark and you're a boom What am I supposed to do? And that weekend up in the islands They stop and stare Flashes filling the silence Of a Hollywood love affair Waking up in the islands

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

And on and on I know, I know You'll never be mine I like the way you spread confusion I like the way my heart is booming On and on, you'll never be mine I know, I know, yeah I like the way your body moving I'll be waiting

"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'

Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!" 'Cause baby you're a firework Come on show 'em what your worth As you shoot across the sky-y-y Baby you're a firework Come on let your colors burst You're gonna leave 'em fallin' down down down Boom, boom, boom Even brighter

Now jump up let's get krazy Now jump up let's get krazy (jump) (jump) (jump) (jump) Boom boom I'm a make 'em go krazy Yo mama she gets krazy (everybody) Sube sube sube Sube el volumen Blanquitas they get krazy (hey) (let's go) Negritas they get krazy

Girl you make my speakers go boom boom You're lookin' so good in what's left of those blue jeans The best buzz I'm ever gonna find And high on summertime That kinda thing makes a man go mm mm Drip of honey on the money make it gotta be Hey I'm a little

I got the poison I got the remedy, I got the pulsating, rhythmical remedy. Hello, yea, hold a sec. Liam there's someone on the phone for you. Oh, fuck's sake, trying to write this fucking tune, man. Yeah! Yeah! Boom! Yeah! Yeah! Bah! Yeah! Yeah! Boom!

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,

Last Friday night In another life Do you ever feel Be your teenage dream tonight Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I would make you stay So I don't have to say you were Boom boom boom even brighter than the moon moon moon