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Listen to the web bomb Listen to the web bomb, listen to the web bomb B.M present, CRIMEBERRY! Let's go back, back to the days of the boom boom pap With a snapback and a bag full of raps Back in the day when we used to bake in the stash in the back of the one room flat Back in the day when it was about skill Now days man’s try to do it for a bill I ain't trying to keep my weapons concealed Keeping it real, I'm all there for the kill! I'm an OG soul from the new school era, bet you heard that one Truth be told I'm a cause hysteria, so you better run fast son Sometimes I just wanna digress and reflect on my progress Other times I'm depressed, I confess but it's part of the Yes I've been back at it, back at it On this music like a bad habit I abuse it like a Craig David I swoop the beat and take a crack at it I'm back at it, I'm back at it These damn pagans, they can't have it I'm spitting truth like a cold passer A soul rapper for these old bastards Let's go Said I'm there for the kill No need to chill, I grind until I got fans screaming, yo, come to Brazil Or I got a pool house up on the hill And I got my girl who really know how I feel Yo, what's the deal, I know I will My life like taking a limitless pill Or I got a pool house up on the hill It's a disaster when I get placid and talk to your girl like Mr. Bombastic High mathematic like Mr. Fantastic, I tricks up my sleeve like Mr. Go-Gadget Yes I've been back at it, back at it On this music like a bad habit I abuse it like a Craig David I swoop the beat and take a crack at it I'm back at it, I'm back at it These damn pagans, they can't have it I'm spitting truth like a cold passer A soul rapper for these old bastards La la la di la la la di la di La la la di la la la di la di Aw yeah Aw yeah Let's go Aw yeah Yeah Yeah