Big Pun - Boomerang lyrics

Niggas is flossing a lot
Time to start extorting the block
Just a portion of the prod' off the
Top for my Porsche and my yacht
Something for the cops to keep 'em blind
So we can grind with peace of mind
Turn the key and shine without being dimed
Time to expand, New York to Chicago, Colorado
You know my motto: Clock G's
And rock keys like Drago
Pablo Escobar and Dom Pérignon
We're buying out the bar and Don Juan
And every woman's Chandonin'
Long donging 'em down like
Sean Michaels does 'em
I'm like a psycho fucking
Sucking the butt like liposuction
Up and down with the tongue twister
C'mon on, sister
Big Pun's Mr "Cock and Squeeze"
Like a gun tester


Crushing sister's backs with the demon snap
Hit you from the back
Close your eyes relax, let me feed the cat
Living fat, true mack
Niggas was catching feelings
Dealing with a smaller deck
Just wasn't as mass appealing
I started feeling funny
Niggas coming short with money
I called my son, he told me chill
He'd be over in twenty
Punny, what's the deal? Niggas wanna kill me
He said it's real, they jealous and tired of
Seeing me Willie silly had more to claim
Niggas throwing shit in the game
Gave my wife some pictures with me
And bitches running the train
It's like a dream
I called my team and started flipping
Locked the clip in, started lifting
Niggas off the ground like a magician
I skipped town
Be back around when things quiet down
I lost it all for now but it'll
Take more to hold me down
("Top of the world ma! Ha ha
Top of the world!")

Yo, this is the bad time - boomerang
Bring it all back
Flashback, live and prosper
Eat well and get fat
I was Pop Dula, popular to the masses
I miss the E-Classes
Rocking game with death glasses
Rock bottom struck and threw my
World off it's axis
Boomerang - plan to come back like Bronx rap
Storm like the Redcoats through
Anything in my path
First, you shining like sterling
Then you broke like brick in Berlin

Now, should I slit my wrists? Go for
It all or call it quit's?
Picture me taking my life
Leaving my wife and my daughter shit
Wish I could slip back
And switch the memories
Lift the felonies from my record
And respected my enemies
Live like the Kennedies, above the law
Fuck 'em all i'm coming for the rich
Thieving 'em even if I wasn't poor
I seen it all like I said before
The streets are for men at war
And the beasts are the predators
I shed it all first and be the primary source
Of course
I bury any adversary trying to floss
Just because
The reason I leave 'em lost in the sauce
Teeing off like we up North
Just for being soft a beaten horse like a
Slave getting minimum wage
Feeling the gauge, front page
These are the last days
Cash pays, and rules - the root of all evil
Shooting amigos for loot and
Perico polluting our people
Moving kilos like it's all
Good through every ghetto
I ain't judging, but bugging
How we fall so many levels?
The devil's got us by the balls
That's why the law allows
The drugs to overflood
Knowing we gonna buy it all
It's time to call a world order
Where every girl's your daughter
And priceless as ices and pearls
Fresh out the water
I'm gonna get mine, either from crime
Or through the Bible
Whichever way, it better pay
I'm feeling suicidal

Yo, this is the bad time - boomerang
Bring it all back
Flashback, live and prosper
Eat well and get fat
I was Pop Dula, popular to the masses
I miss the E-Classes
Rocking game with death glasses
Rock bottom struck and threw my
World off it's axis
Boomerang - plan to come back like Bronx rap
Storm like the Redcoats through
Anything in my path
First, you shining like sterling
Then you broke like brick in Berlin