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Alright, let's lay down some Boom Bap vibes with this rap: (Verse 1) Yo, check it, one time for the Boom Bap beat, From the concrete jungle to the city street, I spit fire on the mic, no defeat, Old school flavor, can't compete. I'm on the block, where the speakers blast, Boom Bap rhythm, hitting hard and fast, Each rhyme I drop, it's built to last, From the first to the last, I'm making it last. (Chorus) Boom Bap, Boom Bap, that's the sound, From the underground, where the real heads found, Every kick, every snare, holding it down, In the heart of hip-hop, we wear the crown. (Verse 2) I'm on the corner, where the cyphers form, Spitting raw rhymes, in the eye of the storm, With the DJ cutting records, transforming norms, Boom Bap culture, forever sworn. No gimmicks here, just the real deal, With Boom Bap beats, you know the deal, Each rhyme I spill, it's a lyrical meal, In the world of hip-hop, I'm the steel. (Chorus) Boom Bap, Boom Bap, that's the sound, From the underground, where the real heads found, Every kick, every snare, holding it down, In the heart of hip-hop, we wear the crown. (Bridge) So let the beat bang, and the heads nod, In the Boom Bap world, we're demigods, With each verse I spit, I break the facade, (Bridge) So let the beat bang, and the heads nod, In the Boom Bap world, we're demigods, With each verse I spit, I break the facade, In the Boom Bap movement, we applaud. (Outro) From New York to LA, we keep it alive, With Boom Bap beats, we strive, So raise your hands up, let the realness thrive, Boom Bap forever, we will survive. (Outro) From New York to LA, we keep it alive, With Boom Bap beats, we strive, So raise your hands up, let the realness thrive, Boom Bap forever, we will survive.