Текст, перевод и аккорды “Boom”
- [Intro] Yo, Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track [Verse 1: Vanilla Ice] Stop as we drop this bomb Blow up this place like another Vietnam Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome Back up son give me room give me room To set it off like this don't give it up I'm all up in you 'til you just can't get enough Real hard to the bone you want more? I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door Phat flavor for your brain you know the time So check the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm gonna get mine Roll up on you like Eastwood Blowin' up fifteens as I'm ridin' through your neighborhood I spreads butter like Parkay Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay Do what you feel and check the skill I'm in your grill peep this I got the raw deal In your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser When you're rollin' through the hood you want use a Track like this all up in your eardrum So check the E.Q. and let them speakers hum And gets crazy like Prozac Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack Round one round two knock out Straight to your head like my round never lights out [Chorus-Repeat 4x] Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a [Verse 2: Jimmy Pop] Jimmy Jimmy y'all Jimmy damn Jimmy yea Gimme the mic Rob so I can take it away Got more lines than the welfare office Are you upset you'll never get to be as clever as this? Spreadin' quicker than your mom have a feel but don't cop it Yeah I stole your beat but that's 'cause you dropped it Crude as oil unrefined but slick I'm gonna get you from behind like a gay convict 'Cause my name ain't Quasimodo but I still got a hunch That like the Jim Jones cult I'll take you out with one punch You're Spiro Agnew and I'm the Dick you answer to You're sweatin' like a watermelon at a Baptist barbecue Sneakin' up like celery yeah I'm stalkin' I squeak like Stephen Hawkings yeah but I'm walkin' Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow it I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it Screamin' like a Mimi when you see me comin' near ya Like a Kenny Loggins' record no one's ever gonna hear ya Like a game of Hide and Seek it's all over if I see ya 'Cause you're yellower than tinkle and you'll be runnin' like diarrhea [Chorus 8x]
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