Boomerang Blues Lyrics

Hey man, where'd you get that thang?

I look up in the sky I seen a boomerang

Everyone else was on the scene like "Man, let's hang"

I rang the bell of freedom like naw, that's Barack's boome-

Who dat rocks

On Philadelphia's blocks?

Bam, I ain't sick

My shit's healthy as a ox

Box with a ox flip it dang

I'm slick with the slang flow

Stick wit ya mang, yo

Bamboo got the bang (whoa)

Plank-walk my tongue

Watch the poetry tango

You're duckin' the boomerang like

A flock of flamingos

Then I flamenco on the neck of your gang

Heckle, strangle 'em rip out their fangs, faux pas foe

When Barack Obam-bomb let the specter of anger grow

The blood'll hang slow like the nectar of mango

Me? I only want the truth or truth

Turn 'em a Jesus cheek

Not a tooth'll come loose

But toss a boomerang at your enemy

Smack a bird

Chop a tree down

Swing back around

And you whack a curb

Oh no, don't you do the Liu Kang throw

Wait up, don't let your boomerang go!

Hey there Homer Simpson

Why you such a drag?

Chokin' your kids with a dip in your sofa

And donuts in your bag

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

I got da boom-boom bang

Now where'd you get that thang?

Hey there Shlockarama

Seen you in a magazine

Talkin' off my ear about your new haircut

And how your tanks are goin' green

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

I got da boom-boom bang

No where'd you get that thang?

Now your solar powered machine guns

And recycled B-52s

Are hittin' the heads of

The girls wearin' Keds

And they won't be in the news

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

I got da boom-boom bang

Broke in my Jncos dreamed when pockets would jangle

Now I got a bankroll in the sock of my ankle

How could you way a soul?

Savages way is dull

They carry casino chips in Sacagawea's skull

(Boomerang)

Yall chuck 'em at Bamboo rap rambo

Cuckolds with camcorders'll f..ck up your fam' though

I fight for we, oui-oui you weak

You little wee-wee. We as in we the people

Not a f..ckin' Nintendo

Buckin' commandoes

Truckin' look for a dam jewel

Bombin' the sand home of

Girls chuckin' a sandal

It ain't cool man

It aint' cool

Greedy dead fools lay in a pool of Red Bull

As assholes amass flagpoles and

Blast bowling bowls with only one hole

And a wick finger

Chicks linger with the ghost

Of Kissinger

When the bomb lands in the palms

Of this rap-singer

Hey there Homer Simpson

Why you such a drag?

Chokin' your kids with a dip in your sofa

And donuts in your bag

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

I got da boom-boom bang

Now where'd you get that thang?

Hey there Shlockarama

Seen you in a magazine

Talkin' off my ear about your new haircut

And how your tanks are goin' green

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

I got da boom-boom bang

No where'd you get that thang?

Now your solar powered machine guns

And recycled B-52s

Are hittin' the heads of

The girls wearin' Keds

And they won't be in the news

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

You got your boomerang

Whoa oh oh oh

I got da boom-boom bang

B-O-O-M-E-R-A-N-G

Goes so far

It makes your enemies run

Then come back for more fun

I don't like no Bush or Wackorama

No matter how stealth or black your bomber

AK-47 or a knife on a llama

I'm just tryina get a raise for my momma

Grab on the beat and let go

Golly

Grab on the street when I flow

Follow me

Dollar-for-dollar father I know I probably

Got a beat to make you feel so jolly

Rockin' a slingshot let go

Bam!

Rockin' a slingshot let go

Bam!

Zombie music on radio

Bam!

Wham, bam, thank you Vandamme

'Nother scam

No bombs we boomerang back around

To the idiot on the ground

No bombs they boomerang back around

To the idiot on the ground