Текст песни Boomerang - Raine Wilder

Everybody gonna judge me
But Not everyone's gonna listen
Not everybody's gonna love not
No chance, once they hear the word Christian

Some think that they're gonna budge me
Pushing (my) buttons out here dissin
On a mission to smudge me
Focused on blurring up my vision

With no Hammer, they can't touch me
Let alone make an incision
I swear to God, just trust me
Flushing me out won't rust my engine

I'm on a roll again, How many pills? None
Grade A like an honor roll son
Cleaned my body of all the drugs
Yea I cut the cord, and I blocked the plug

My minds in a bright living room
Blew out the walls
You can't block the tomb
Roll the stone back
Bodies been exhumed
Lift your spirit up
Like a helium balloon

Indiana Jones
My temples doomed
My mind and my body have healed wounds

Lost the feeling
Then found the groove
Want to see it closer
Then pinch to zoom

Walking out of the shadows now
Giving light to a dark day
Always running around the battle ground
Coming back like a boomerang

All these people always talking, I don't hear em
They're talking, I don't hear em
Cuz they're talking out of turn to me
Walking out the shadows now
Coming back like a boomerang

Im standing here
While you sit
You can only run the game
If the shoe fit
I've been awake
Y'all snoozing
You're still in bed
While I got the coffee brewing
Im a father of two
Working full time
It's twice as hard
For me to get in my grind
The way my day goes
I put rap last
But I still can rap circles around your wack ass

Don't you dare put me in the list of no names
Your fires blown out
I'm on full flame
Got the spark with a steady stream of butane
How you think I got so much heat leaving my brain
Throw my veins
And it's steaming off my tongues tip
So much smoke you'd a think I took a bong rip
That's about as bragging as I get
What else you think it looks like when a dragon spits

You're only doing it to brag in your timeline
Thinking all the likes is the sign of an icon
You toured the US
That's fine
I'm the one who toured another country on my own dime

I ain't gotta ride your wave
Got my own vibe
Swinging from my own tree
On my own vine
And I got my own spine, got my own back
So I don't care who's the king or queen
Get it

You're sky high
Glad to hear it
I'm trying to reach stratospheric
Get some atmosphere in my spirit
My head, don't need to clear it

The mad man in my minds a savage
As bad as David miscavige
So I don't need L. Ron Hubbard
Or dianetics for the hell i suffered

That's science-fiction
Brainwash people into a condition
Then stamp it as a religion
All I see is red flags of suspicion

The poisons in the cupboard
Right next to your drinking water
Be careful or you'll suffer
Sleep one eye open my brother

Every day gotta brace your backbone
Theyre out cracking domes
Like it's the Game of thrones

Got Stars in a war
It's Attack of the clones
Keep Eyes to the sky
Cameras snap from drones