Boomerang

[1]
You can't see it but ya here da sound
I see it like a knife cutting di air all around
You can't touch it but ya getting bound
I use it like a blade ready fo 'nother round
You still on the ground
Ain't even know that my boomerang's coming down
Nah ya here
Be ready to greet di underground
Turn around
Can't you see my little toy coming down ya
Turn around
Can't you see my little toy coming down ya
Turn around
Can't you see my little toy coming down ya
Turn around
Can't you see my little toy coming down
Down like a fireball

My music's like a boomerang
I give it to ya
Then I take it back to me
Boomerang

[2]
My music is like a boomerang you cannot take it
Even if you jump two metres up my flow's upgrading
You spitting out words that sound like "Amazing"
Cuz my shit blazing, all ya is fading
Bitches mad cuz they down while I fly damn good
Telling my voice is fake, where the fuck's autotune
Be popping like balloons, guess I won't see ya soon
Be still inflating themselves while 'nother rhyme has bloomed
Each step-step-step i do you jump
Bass heavy like a goon, this I use to pump
Go dumb, you cunt, you back, me front
Guess ya ain't able to follow me, Madh in command, run
My toy's getting you mr art critic
That thing you used to study for is your enemy
My toy got ya, race is over, lemme take a pic
Say cheese to my mood and get ready to freeze