Throwback Boom Bap

Lyrics: 

Like the posse on broadway 

Do this super funkadelic 

Hip flip in broad day 

In a broad way 

I'm coming hotter 

Than Matthew McConaughey

Each and every day 

Get it every way 

Slipper dippery 

Tickity tock 

Don't slip when you rhymin with god 

I can not stop 

Can not be top 

There is style 

right here

 its way tighter 

Than your wickity wickity 

Hickory dickory 

Sickity ick pop

We are making real hops 

No flimsy hips 

You getting throwed around 

Like a frisbee disc

Coming with hippity tips 

Don't be fucking with no whiskey dick

I'm whiskey sick 

On the biggity beat 

I biggedy body 

And demenish it 

Meant demolish it 

Sounding like I got a scholarship 

To hop on the rocket ship 

This ain't no rocket science 

We just dropping this hit 

Everytime you run it back 

Never hear me skippidy skip 

A little bit 

Of a chance to dance 

Around You 

And get jiggy with it 

So wickedly sick 

With the way I rip & dip 

And tear this hit
 
Go blare this jit

Cause not one time 

Did I slippidy slip

With the wickity wick wack 

Biggity bad words 

On this hip track 

Go ahead and look back 

See I just laid it down 

Like DAS EFX

I rickity wrecks

You counterfeits
 
All the Benjamin's 

In my head 

Wealth in the mind 

Not the pocket 

Forgettin that 

Is when you're dead

I just hit you with the Boom Bap Slap

Now you can go back 

To your boo nah wack 

Wickity raps incredibly trash 

I'm bringing it biggity back 

To infinity and beyond sanity 

The man and his plan 

God sent is he on that 

Fliggity iggity floss 

glistening And listening
 
You smelling like a pig belly 

So like bacon I be crispin em 

Cold flipping em and dippen em 

In my Aunt Jemima 

Sizzity izz izzurp 

My hip ippity ih it hurts 

You boys don't flippity flip flop 

My beautiful ol' hop 

Like a train I can't stop
 
Until you Major Losers 

Are out of my scopes shot 

I hit em with both shots 

He say get em 

I go got 

I might as well try to say

 I'm the new rap god 

White dude with a black top 

with the woo woo wah

White dude with his last shot 

His eyes don't see no color 

Just the real in you 

Is it coming through

This is the message 

To bring the realest up out of you 

So get on your feet 

Kick off your shoes

Spit with me and get a little loose 

Diggity iggity wiggity what what 

Duck goose 

I just cut it loose 

Too intellectual for you 

Imagine if I'm trying 

The words that's Id be rhyming 

With the perfect perfect timing 

Always shining like a diamond 

you just let loose 

Let loose 


"Graff" - Free Hip Hop Instrumental
Rap Boombap (Prod. Kako)

'Kako beats'

https://youtu.be/GsPlwW25ars

Trial 2

Boombastic haha 

Lyrics:

Like the posse on broadway 

Do this super funkadelic 

Hip flip in broad day 

In a broad way 

I'm coming hotter 

Than Mix-A-Lot Posse

Each and every day 

Get it every way 

Slipper dippery 

Tickity tock 

Don't slip when you rhymin with god 

On top of the flock

Can't be stopped

This style here is way tighter 

Than your wickity wickity 

Hickory dickory 

Sickity ick pop

We making the real hops 

With no flimsy hips 

We throwing you around 

Like a frisbee disc

Coming with hippity tisk tisk

Never be a moment I don't

Hit the shot you just missed

I'm whiskey sick 

On the biggity beat 

I biggedy body 

So slippidy sloppily

At the top of mount giant 

Sounding like I got a scholarship 

To hop on the rocket ship 

This ain't no rocket science 

We just dropping this hit 

Everytime you run it back 

Never hear me skippidy skip 

Or scrigidy scratch the track

Got a chance to dance 

Around You 

And get jiggy with it 

So wickedly sick 

With the way I rip & dip 

And tear this hit
 
Go blare this jit

Cause not one time 

Did I slippidy slip

With the wickity wick wack 

Biggity bad words 

On this hip track 

Go ahead and look back 

See I just laid it down 

Like DAS EFX

I rickity wrecks

You counterfeits
 
All the Benjamin's 

In my head 

Wealth in the mind 

Not the pocket 

Forgettin that 

Is when you're dead

I just hit you with the Boom Bap Slap

Now you can go back 

To your boo nah jibbery jab

Wickity raps incredibly trash 

I'm bringing it biggity back 

To infinity and beyond sanity 

The man and his plan 

God sent is he on that 

Fliggity iggity floss 

glistening And listening
 
You smelling like a pig belly 

So like bacon I be crispin em 

Cold flipping em and dippen em 

In my Aunt Jemima 

Sizzity izz izzurp 

My slippery hippity hip hurts 

You boys don't flippity flip flop 

My beautiful ol' hop 

Tape the spot Scotch 
 
Major Lasers paper chasers 

Right in my scopes shot 

I hit em with both shots 

He say get em 

I go got 

I might as well give it hell 

 Its no kiss or tell when I spit the spell

White dude with a black top 

Another dude with his last shot 

Guys eyes don't see no color 

Shooting for the real in you 

Is it coming through

This is the message 

To bring the realest up out of you 

So get on your feet 

Kick off your shoes

Spit with me and get a little loose 

Diggity iggity wiggity what stuck

A duck goose 

I just cut loose 

Too much intellect with truth 


Imagine if I'm trying 

The words that's Id be rhyming 

With the perfect perfect timing 

Always shining like a diamond 

Let loose 

Kick ya caboose 

If you don't let loose

"Graff" - Free Hip Hop Instrumental
Rap Boombap (Prod. Kako)

'Kako beats'

https://youtu.be/GsPlwW25ars

Take.4_V2/Truth

Lyrics:

Like the posse on broadway 

Do this super funkadelic 

Hip flip in broad day 

In a broad way 

I'm coming hotter 

Than Mix-A-Lot Posse

Each and every day 

Get it every way 

Slipper dippery 

Tickity tock 

Don't slip when you rhymin with god 

On top of the flock

Can't be stopped

This style here is way tighter 

Than your wickity wickity 

Hickory dickory 

Sickity ick pop

We making the real hops 

With no flimsy hips 

We throwing you around 

Like a frisbee disc

Coming with hippity tisk tisk

Never be a moment I don't

Hit the shot you just missed

I'm whiskey sick 

On the biggity beat 

I biggedy body 

So slippidy sloppily

At the top of mount giant 

Sounding like I got a scholarship 

To hop on the rocket ship 

This ain't no rocket science 

We just dropping this hit 

Everytime you run it back 

Never hear me skippidy skip 

Or scrigidy scratch the track

Got a chance to dance 

Around You 

And get jiggy with it 

So wickedly sick 

With the way I rip & dip 

And tear this hit
 
Go blare this jit

Cause not one time 

Did I slippidy slip

With the wickity wick wack 

Biggity bad words 

On this hip track 

Go ahead and look back 

See I just laid it down 

Like DAS EFX

I rickity wrecks

You counterfeits
 
All the Benjamin's 

In my head 

Wealth in the mind 

Not the pocket 

Forgettin that 

Is when you're dead

I just hit you with the Boom Bap Slap

Now you can go back 

To your boo nah jibbery jab

Wickity raps incredibly trash 

I'm bringing it biggity back 

To infinity and beyond sanity 

The man and his plan 

God sent is he on that 

Fliggity iggity floss 

glistening And listening
 
You smelling like a pig belly 

So like bacon I be crispin em 

Cold flipping em and dippen em 

In my Aunt Jemima 

Sizzity izz izzurp 

My slippery hippity hip hurts 

You boys don't flippity flip flop 

My beautiful ol' hop 

Tape the spot Scotch 
 
Major Lasers paper chasers 

Right in my scopes shot 

I hit em with both shots 

He say get em 

I go got 

I might as well give it hell 

 Its no kiss or tell when I spit the spell

White dude with a black top 

Another dude with his last shot 

Guys eyes don't see no color 

Shooting for the real in you 

Is it coming through

This is the message 

To bring the realest up out of you 

So get on your feet 

Kick off your shoes

Spit with me and get a little loose 

Diggity iggity wiggity what stuck

A duck goose 

I just cut loose 

Too much intellect with truth 


Imagine if I'm trying 

The words that's Id be rhyming 

With the perfect perfect timing 

Always shining like a diamond 

Let loose 

Kick ya caboose 

If you don't let loose

"Graff" - Free Hip Hop Instrumental
Rap Boombap (Prod. Kako)

'Kako beats'

https://youtu.be/GsPlwW25ars

BoomBapSlap (Full Track)

Lyrics: 
who 
who 
who 
who
who
who who who
Who said 
I ain't coming with that work 
Leave you in the dirt 
Have to go soul search 
Sit back and
rehearse this verse 
Left that ish up in a hearse 
At the funeral 
Praying for them better days 
I'm on the charts 
Know you feel the mega wave 
These mega rays
Come in through the stereo 
Tape deck 
Like tech deck 
You so little 
Finger flip 
I flip the script 
Rewrote this hit 
I Purposed it 
You just stuck posin this 
Holding this 
My jock 
You blow this tip 
I notice this 
Offended you 
I'm loving it 
Like the mac 
With no 11
Send you straight to heaven 
With no gate 
Like Kevin 
I'm stepping at your necklace 
That's your neck that I'm lacing up
With this rope I shut yo throat 
Listen boy I am the goat 
I said boy cause you ain't no man 
Don't make me raise my hand
Cause this BoomBapSlap
Gonna send you way back 
In ya Pampers eating cracker Jack's 
Your tracks are wack 
I'm over that 
I open that 
Big ol can of the whoop AH
Oh man oh no please don't 
Not again 
He's coming in 
Just shut up when I'm listening 
Don't talk just go walk HA
Don't stop it's so hot
I pop shots 
No Glock cocked 
Just trot trot 
You flop flop
I flip flip
You dip dip 
I'm flipping you dipping 
I get recognition
On the records Im ripping 
Straight tearing apart 
Like there is no restart 
Button like the ignition 
Exotic loving with no dumpling 
Humpty Dumpty fell 
Like you 
I take no L
Learn to spell
What's the smell
Think your diapers full
Think ya tracks recycled ooh
Think I won this race 
Circ circle cycling you 
ooh 
yuh 
circle cycling you fool

WHO?

Lyrics:
Leave you with the dreddie 
But no I'm not Freddie 
Moving steady 
Muddy puddy
System bumping 
2 15's 
Feel me from a mile 
Hitting hard
Pile driver 
Michael Myers 
Sliding by ya
New Mercedes 
Pack to the max
Hella cute ladies 
With no babies 
Shoot my shot 
Like I got rabies 
Confescating 
All I'm taking 
Hit you like the alchemist 
Cry and pray another day
I don't come back or miss
Hit hit hit 
From the stick tip grip
Swinging ducking dodging 
Drowning pool told me drop em
So the bodies hit the floor 
But they really want some more 
AHH

Coming from the floor up 
Gonna raise the roof 
Run in circles 
Ricky bobby 
Flame up on my back 
Someone cut me loose
In a cage 
Full of rage
Flipping page 
But this beat I'm on this time 
Ecstasy rave
Boom blast past 
Zoom zoom 
Skrrt dash 
Whip whip 
Swerve it back 
No time for that
Top the flag 
Like Mario 
Really I'm luigi 
Hiding in the back 
Nobody really see me
Unless I'm on these tracks 
Going slap slap slap 
You so trash trash trash 
Like crack your tracks Wacker 
Than a cracker jack with no toy 
Slap em around like a Willy toy 
Of silicone with lubricant 
Just lubricate my brain 
Up out the microwave 
Fresh shoes squeak squeak
Call me Michael J
Always time for action 
I'm flashing and stacking 
Tearing up ripping hits 
Standing doing backflips

X-Rayve

Smoking Song (SS)

Lyrics:
Rollin with them shottas 
And I'm Popping lotta dollars 
Know I always wear a condom 
No raw dog 
Just sawed off 
Barrels with no care but to 
Dump dump dump 
12 gauge slug 
To your chest
Leave you with no breathe 
But I never even moved 
Laugh as I sit back collect 
Calling up your kids 
Like daddy's dead
 daddy's dead 
Homicidal tendencies 
Rolling in like 50 deep 
No unit hella g's 
With hella cheese 
Lotta broccoli 
Cosmo not I'm stopping 
Cause I'm rocking 
Til I'm dropping 
Bang ya head 
Til yo break neck 
No disrespect 
When I bust you with these rhymes 
Cause I got two packs 
Scooby Doo snacks 
Extended flips 
Endo whips
Stinky stinky 
Pinky ring 
So dang clean 
Mean like the V8
Smoking out the gate 
Rumble rumble 
Feel the cam 
Fumble fumble 
In ya hands 
Had it and I grabbed it 
Took it the end
Now I'm in my zone 
100 yard dash 
Running fast past you
Like the last dude
With that attitude
I oughtta slap you 
Cause the word around town 
BMurph been cutting loose 
Word around town 
He looking for you too
Word is the bird cause
BMurph Flying off this Earth

HOMIKAZE

Bass Test

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