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[First Verse]
KABOOM! Guess who`s back in the room? The nigga with the skills to talk a dyke out her womb Soon, very soon, they`ll recognize Ain`t none as vicious or swift on these bitches Picture, runnin` your bust ass, succotash niggas Who could get with the dog Cuz I rip shit Up, with what? With skill I still Could whip up a batch of somethin` them bitches can`t FUCK WIT Foreal And still I want much respect If not, then I got, alot of nuts to check Fuck the check, I`m in this for my props now, partna Watch a Nigga drop knowledge like a rasta I could scope where your head at Cuz I, funk up a room like the fumes of the wound of a dead rat Yeah I done said that, fuckin` right Now ain`t no touchin` mine, and Smooth ain`t nothin` nice Ha? Let it be known Soon as I hit the door, fake niggas be gone Ready for whatever you ready for If ever you ready to take me to the other level, baby let me know I got`cha back like a siamese twin Or a chinese friend who lent`cha nineteen yen Tim, perfects a hymn, like Mahalia If you don`t know, I`m sure, somebody gone tell ya Chorus: KABOOM! Guess who`s back in the room? My attitude is fuck it and muthafuckas love it (4x) [Second Verse] KABOOM! Guess who stepped on the scene The player with skills to outscore your whole team I`m so clean you could eat red beans off me Awfully swift with words, but combos costly I`m straight bout my clout I`m straight out the South I wouldn`t give a bitch mouth-to-mouth, trust me I`m wicked as Larry Bird jumpshots And I run this bitch and green is a young cop Not too many alive could survive my flow Not too many freestyle like me, I know But it`s bout time that y`all get recognized And he who can`t see what I see, better check his eyes He act froggish, then that`s his ass Mr. Tim Smooth will suffocate another rapper, like a plastic bag And ask his Dad, "You want some of Shaburnke?" Show ya with that boot camp, they lettin` me KA-BOOM! Chorus [Third Verse] Well I swing through the swamp like I`m Tarzan I may be a marked man, but I ain`t mark brand I`m boot camp, read it and weep And here`s a dick trick BITCH now eat it in deep You niggas sweet as bon-bons Ol` wannabe playin` ass niggas need some pom-pons Ha? You don`t want me to act a fool And he shivers when he here my name, watch this: Say it again, "Tim Smooth" Five ten I`m strong as straight gin I`m harder than George Foreman`s uppercut to your chin Tim, couldn`t be seen if I was wearin` flourescent green With a twenty inch fro, and no sheen You hoes gonna understand That I done fucked Wonder Woman twice, now bitches are callin` me Wonder Man And, I hold the fort in this platoon But, Boot Camp Clicc, lit again ya bitch, KABOOM! Chorus
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