Bang Boogie lyrics

[Verse]
Hand on the Bible, gotta hide though from the five-o
Shut your piehole, get your eyes stole
Ain't no industry devil ever getting my soul
I be the belligerent militant until I die, yo
Be like '88 Bobby smash tender Roni's
I'm a master at mastering ceremonies
Hit the b*tch with the bad weave till she can't breathe
In the garden of Eden I'm Adam, pimp slap Eve
You should win an award for real when you’re rapping
Get a gold statue an Oscar for acting
Your ignorance limitless when you live in abyss
You looking like Cool J when he licking his lips
Lay in a bloody bath water when you're slitting your wrists
If it isn't a diss, b*tch, then you digging ya ditch
I'm like put a bullet in the cop, bigot
White boy slam, dance mosh pit-ed
Rob your mama house, the lock – pick it
Lucked out if her throat not slitted
I'm the underdog Cinderella Man James Braddock
A pain addict, it ain't matter till your brain shattered
I'll be kicking your di*k until your di*k p*ss pus
I was given a gift like Kringle on Christmas
I'mma live my life, no consequences
Grab the barbed wire, hop the fences
Indie rap fans, a lot are pretentious
Talk hip-hop, but never got in the trenches
b*tch, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha (sing it)
[Outro]
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (wha?)
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (huh?)
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (sing it)
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (b*tch)
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (wha?)
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (wha?)
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (b*tch)
Bang, bang, boogie, the boogie, the beat (sing it)