Issue No 115 Boomerang Lyrics
BOOMERANG by Issue No. 115
Green green since I .. the street
Been too .. since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing ..
Three weeks since I smoke the street
Been too easy since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing '
I'm layin' back and relaxing
My current stay just cool palm still both feeling destructible
All grace till most merciful
Most high, we close by, among us with no tie
I'ma drink this drink and then go die
That's the death the way she ask I'm the best bitch
Much handsome more than I am and my present fix
Always sound a little f*cked up when I text shit
That's me though, my floss they a part of me
Especial one south honestly, never hard for me
From a young age, I promise that I keep it real
Keep my mind open, only say words I really feel
Till this day I stay all the same journey
My brain working out, I get paid like a brain surgeon
Lames lurking in the background see me shining
Dark skin, long hair with the jinky islands,
Pocket shirts that I got for my father,
Make me feel like the same man who watch upon the harbor
Despite my birth and the third world,
I still feel more at home in New York listening to Byork
She something like a goddess in my mind
I always rocking the banging beat, dropping the hottest rhyme
Plus you pick toes, she do mad drugs
And if she don't do mad drugs, she must be realer than life
Green green since I .. the street
Been too .. since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing ..
Three weeks since I smoke the street
Been too easy since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing '
Been too .. since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing ..
Three weeks since I smoke the street
Been too easy since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing '
I'm layin' back and relaxing
My current stay just cool palm still both feeling destructible
All grace till most merciful
Most high, we close by, among us with no tie
I'ma drink this drink and then go die
That's the death the way she ask I'm the best bitch
Much handsome more than I am and my present fix
Always sound a little f*cked up when I text shit
That's me though, my floss they a part of me
Especial one south honestly, never hard for me
From a young age, I promise that I keep it real
Keep my mind open, only say words I really feel
Till this day I stay all the same journey
My brain working out, I get paid like a brain surgeon
Lames lurking in the background see me shining
Dark skin, long hair with the jinky islands,
Pocket shirts that I got for my father,
Make me feel like the same man who watch upon the harbor
Despite my birth and the third world,
I still feel more at home in New York listening to Byork
She something like a goddess in my mind
I always rocking the banging beat, dropping the hottest rhyme
Plus you pick toes, she do mad drugs
And if she don't do mad drugs, she must be realer than life
Green green since I .. the street
Been too .. since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing ..
Three weeks since I smoke the street
Been too easy since I bust my scene
Don't worry that I'm mean, I'm .. and I'm living
I've been through my thing '