Boom
Royce Da 5'9'' feat. Eminem Lyrics


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*ticking*

(Royce Da 5'9)
Uhh.. boom...
Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5'9 uhh
Yo..

I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson
I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second
Bomb with a lit wick expression
You here a tick tick then you testin..
My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits
So trust me, I'm as live as it gets
Everybody claimin they the best and head the throne
Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+
My flow is hotter than the flash from the click
When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip
You wind up in a room full of my dawgs
I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs
So come, come now, get pissed on, shitted on
Tough talk turns to, "Can't we all just get along"
You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when it's on
You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song
My gun strrr-utters when it speaks to you
Utter shit to repeat to you
Nothing the clip, then give a speech to you
Me and Premier, we kind of the same in ways
We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways
Rap now is a circus of clowns
A whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles around
I'm the next best to reach a peak formerly known
as the best keep secret, I guess that I just leaked it

(Hook - 2X)
(Boom!)
Somebody better duck or (RUN)
Somebody better (Watch out cuz he's bout to blow up)
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" ..Royce 5'9"

I'm a motherfuckin star, I don't battle no mo'
I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show
We can go toe to toe cuz they calling you hot
Steppin around all ya punches like, "That's all you got?"
Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peeps
Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teeth
And these bitches I be pattin they asses
They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes
Rappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as them
Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him
Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell
And say faggot shit to me like I look like L
My advice quit talking it's over
I was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders
I got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweat
I got regrets older than some of you so called vets
Niggaz say I found God with the flow
Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show
Ain't a nigga touching mines
When you listen to my shit - you don't chew, you don't breathe,
you'll miss a fucking line
Every time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot
Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box
Boom! *explosion*

"God..God-damn!" ..Royce 5'9"

(Hook - 2x)

"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" ..Royce.. 5'9"
"Boom..boom, bam, God-damn!" ..Royce 5'9"
"Boom..boom, bam, G...God-damn!" ...Royce 5'9"





*ticking* .. *explosion* .. *more ticking*

Overall Meaning

The song "Boom" by Royce Da 5'9" is a collaboration with Eminem, where they showcase their lyrical prowess with metaphors and wordplay. The song starts with ticking, indicating an explosion about to happen, which is a metaphor for their explosive rhymes. Royce's verse is full of weapon-related metaphors, where he compares his spit to a Smith & Wesson and his rhymes to a bomb. He boasts about his lyrical skill and how he can spit faster and better than anyone in the game. He disses other rappers who claim to be the best, saying they are "Dead Wrong" since he is the real deal.


In the second verse, Royce talks about his status as a star and how he no longer battles other rappers. He addresses the criticism he receives from other rappers about his style and his association with Eminem. He asserts his dominance over them, saying he was knocking out people before they even started rapping. He also talks about his regrets and how he has found God with his music.


The chorus, "Boom, somebody better duck or run," is a warning to other rappers that they better watch out because Royce and Eminem are about to blow up the game. Overall, the song is a statement of their lyrical skill and how they are a force to be reckoned with in the rap game.


Line by Line Meaning

Uhh.. boom...
The song begins with an explosion sound followed by Royce introducing himself and the word "boom".


Tick tick tick.. yeah.. 5'9 uhh
The ticking sound in the background creates a sense of urgency and danger, while Royce introduces himself again with emphasis on his name "5'9".


I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson
Royce compares himself to a Smith and Wesson gun that fires verbal ammunition instead of bullets.


I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second
Royce's words are fired so quickly and with so much force that they can cause damage in the time it takes for a fuse to burn down.


Bomb with a lit wick expression
Royce's rapping is explosive and dangerous like a bomb that's about to go off.


You hear a tick tick then you testin..
The ticking sound represents Royce's flow and as it gets faster, it's like a test for the listener to keep up with him.


My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits
Royce's rhymes are so sharp and precise that they can cut through anything, even thread.


So trust me, I'm as live as it gets
Royce claims to be one of the greatest MCs alive.


Everybody claimin they the best and head the throne
Royce is referring to the exaggeration and boasting that other rappers do about their skills and status in the industry.


Since B.I.G is gone, if you ask me, they +Dead Wrong+
Royce doesn't think anyone has been able to fill the void left by the late Notorious B.I.G and he dismisses anyone who claims to be the "best".


My flow is hotter than the flash from the click
Royce's rap style is so intense that it's like feeling the heat from a gun when it's fired.


When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip
Royce continues the gun metaphor by describing the action of firing a gun and the bullet leaving the clip.


You wind up in a room full of my dawgs
Royce warns his opponents that his crew is ready to attack and they're like a pack of dogs.


I'll have you feeling like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs
Royce's crew is so powerful and dominant that his opponents will feel like they're defenseless in front of them, like a fire hydrant would be against a pack of dogs.


So come, come now, get pissed on, shitted on
Royce is daring anyone who wants to challenge him to step up, knowing they'll be humiliated in the end.


Tough talk turns to, "Can't we all just get along"
Royce mocks rappers who talk a lot but quickly change their tune when confronted with real danger.


You get blazed when the mic's off, shot when it's on
Royce warns that talking tough when the mic is off means nothing, but when it's on, you could get shot down by his rhymes.


You probably ducked when they laid the gun shot in your song
Royce is referencing a real-life incident where a rapper got shot after making a diss song about another rapper. He's suggesting that other rappers who make these types of songs are scared and hiding when the retaliation comes.


My gun strrr-utters when it speaks to you
Royce's rhymes are delivered with a stuttering effect similar to the sound of a gun firing.


Utter shit to repeat to you
Royce's rhymes are so impactful that it's like he's speaking shit to his opponents.


Nothing the clip, then give a speech to you
Royce is comparing the action of filling up the ammo clip to preparing himself to deliver a powerful speech (his rhymes) to his audience.


Me and Premier, we kind of the same in ways
Royce is comparing himself to DJ Premier and pointing out similarities between them as talented musicians.


We both speak with our hands in dangerous ways
Royce and Premier are skilled at what they do and use their abilities to create dangerous, impactful music.


Rap now is a circus of clowns
Royce is criticizing the current state of rap music, which he sees as a bunch of gimmicks and performance stunts, rather than genuine talent.


A whole lot of lip from cliques I'd probably rap circles around
Royce is confident in his skills and suggests that the other rappers in his circle couldn't compete with him lyrically.


I'm the next best to reach a peak formerly known as the best keep secret, I guess that I just leaked it
Royce believes that he hasn't reached his highest potential yet, but he's confident that he'll surpass all other rappers before him. He's also suggesting that he's revealing his talent to the world, ending the era of being an underrated artist.


"Somebody better duck or (RUN) Somebody better (Watch out cuz he's bout to blow up)"
The hook of the song portrays Royce and Eminem as dangerous and explosive. Listeners are warned to beware and take defensive measures.


"I'm a motherfuckin star, I don't battle no mo" I provide the the gun clappin around of applause after ya show
Royce is at the top of his game and doesn't see any competition worthy of a battle. He's more focused on delivering great music and being celebrated by his fans.


"Steppin around all ya punches like, 'That's all you got?'" Everyday I'm meetin somebody and all of they peeps Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of they teeth
Royce isn't impressed with other rappers' abilities and finds their attempts to engage in a battle are weak. He's confident and knows how to make the competition seem small. Also, he encounters many people who pretend to know him and act like his fans, but he sees through their flattery.


"And these bitches I be pattin they asses" They be all dumb and googly-eyed lookin at me, battin they lashes
Royce is getting attention and admiration from girls who are impressed by his success and confidence. He's enjoying the moment and appreciates his fans' support.


"Rappers think Detroit niggaz not as down as them" Or since I'm down with Slim that I sound like him
Royce is aware of the stereotypes surrounding rappers from Detroit, which he doesn't agree with. He's also aware of comparisons to Eminem (Slim) who he's associated with and thinks he's being boxed into a category he doesn't belong to.


"Quick to judge me and tell me that my hook might sell" And say faggot shit to me like I look like L
Royce faces criticism from people who don't understand his creative process and try to make him conform to mainstream standards. He also faces homophobic remarks and is compared to another rapper (L) unfairly.


"My advice quit talking it's over" I was knockin niggaz out when you was knockin sticks offa they shoulders
Royce thinks that people who challenge him are wasting their time and should give up. He's been in the game for a long time and has more experience than most rappers. His rhymes have been powerful since day one, so he's far ahead of his competitors.


"I got dirt done in my past, I know y'all sweat" I got regrets older than some of you so called vets
Royce admits that he's made mistakes in his life and has regrets, but he's not hiding from them. He's been around the industry for longer compared to many of his competitors and has a lot of experience under his belt.


"Niggaz say I found God with the flow" Bring the police to the studio and bring the bomb squad to the show
Royce's skills have improved so much that people think he's found a divine inspiration to rap. When he appears on stage or in the studio, it's like a dangerous situation and he's bringing an explosive package of rhymes.


"Ain't a nigga touching mines" When you listen to my shit - you don't chew, you don't breathe, you'll miss a fucking line
Royce is confident in his abilities and warns anyone who tries to imitate him that they'll fail. He's also acknowledging that his rhymes are fast-paced and listeners would need to pay close attention to not miss any lines.


"Every time I spit, I tick to show you it's hot" Leave me in the deck too long I blow up your box
Royce's rhymes are high-energy, explosive and intense. The ticking in the background represents Royce's flow and it's getting faster, matching the speed of ticking. He's comparing his style to a bomb and warns that if you leave his music (in a deck) for too long, it'll blow up and damage your equipment.


"God..God-damn!" Royce 5'9"
The song ends with the same explosive sound that it started with, followed by Royce's name. The usage of god (to emphasize the intensity) suggests that he's a legendary rapper and deserves respect.




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@bob3007

Never let someone who's not as smart as you\

Gas you up, and tell you somethin' you never knew\

Don't let people next to you, that don't want the best for you\

It's completely normal to hold on to a regret or two\


Royce da 5'9 is under-appreciated talent-wise for sure; but not enough people talk about his character... The level and amount of wisdom Royce can put into his lyrics, while keeping his visceral lyricism and ice cold demeanor, while spitting battle-rapper type punches, is just... something else.... ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JO2o3rDg5hU )

Royce is without peers, on a level completely by himself... ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXi629ypSwY )



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@IProvideLyrics1924

[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron]
You will not be able to stay home, brotha
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised

[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain't number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin' that they number one

[Post-Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar keeps firing
Ohh, we in the war, where butterflies keep dyin' (Ahh)

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm a product of Parker Lewis and Kubiak
If I didn't do this, where in the fuck would you be at?
See there's a difference between us, what I spit hit arenas
You a drip from my penis, I eat lions and sip hyenas
You number one when it come to slaughtering mics
I'm tryna be number one in my son and daughter life
Uhh, all you niggas my little rapper babies
Y'all my children, y'all bit my shit and contracted rabies
Don't you grade me next to these rappers, baby, that's degrading
My style got so many different facets
I switch into so many different passions
I'm skippin' class to be fascinatin'
My pen is like Big Ben, this shit's just a classic waiting
Your favorite rapper come at me, I just decapitate him
I hate congratulating these has-beens who had their highs
These rappers only won their matches because they strategize
I bring Attica to these patterns, and here's my battle cry

[Pre-Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar is firing
Ohh, we in the war, where butterflies keep dyin' (Ahh)

[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain't number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin' that they number one
Kid think your number won't quit
Number one song, get your number one chick
Number one fly with your number one kick
When it's all done then your number gon' switch

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
Hold up, wait a minute
Guess what I'ma never do? Show so much respect to you
That I feel like we're friends, so now we no longer competitors
That could be the death of you
Never let someone who's not as smart as you
Gas you up and tell you somethin' you never knew
Always stay professional, you always gon' make revenue
Don't let people next to you that don't want the best for you
It's completely normal to hold on to a regret or two
I do what I wanna do, they do what I let them do
Everything these niggas be sayin' is a fuckin' lie
It's nothing I can say to you that is realer
Remember when you praisin' the butterfly
Don't you ever disrespect the fuckin' caterpillar

[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain't number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin' that they number one
Kid think your number won't quit
Number one song, get your number one chick
Number one fly with your number one kick
When it's all done then your number gon' switch

[Verse 3: Eminem & Royce Da 5'9"]
You're looking at Attila, the psychopathic killer, the caterpillar
Don't tell me when I'm supposed to rap until
Especially when your favorite rapper ain't even half as ill
A savage still, the track's a banana peel, attack of the silverback gorilla
You're havin' a little trouble fathomin' this is actually happenin'
Like Anderson Silva back when he snapped his shin in half
And then had the shit hangin' by a flap of skin
After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
Pad to pen I’m batty like eyelids when they're blinkin' a lot
You copy me, but you're not
You can't be butterflies, my offsprings are just moths
I see that thing I'ma squash it and rip the wings of it off
So ring the alarm, pull the extinguishers off of the wall
Set the sprinklers off like Jada Pinkett and Queen Latifah
'Till the shingles come off the roof we'll shout at the ceiling
Slaughterhouse in the building, middle fingers aloft
Say what I think when I rhyme, in ink-pen I talk
And the language I speak is my mind
Kingpin and Penguin combined
Spit like it's King of the Dot
A singular thought I think of will help you distinguish apart
The frauds from the cream of the crop
(Wait a minute) Hold up like a flashcard
Damn dawg, is that copyin' or payin' homage?
It's sad because dad taught you to rap as a damn toddler
My dad is your grandfather, I'll have to re-hatch on you
Come back as a black wasp, half yellow jacket, you can't swat a
Sasquatch dancing on top of an ant trample it and stomp it
Smash it and stand on it, dammit, I can't stop it
The rap is a vag' and I'm goin' in like a tampon in this bitch
It's a manslaughter
Stampin' out grasshoppers, you can't be no Rap Gods
In fact you're exact opposites, you make a wack song
And can't hold a candle but even Daniel-san whacks off
You jack-offs need to come to grips like a hand job
The boom bap is coming back with an axe to mumble rap
Lumberjack with a hacksaw
Number one, but my pencils are number twos
'Cause that's all I dos with 'em, poop is my pseudonym
On the john like a prostitute when I'm droppin' a deuce
And when I'm producing them lyrical bowel movements
These beats are like my saloons
'Cause these bars always got my stools in 'em
And I don't need Metamucil to loosen 'em
Bitch, shit is real like I pooped Jerusalem
I'm 'bout to go spin another cocoon
Then I'm cuttin' you from your mother's womb
Then I'm flushin' you!



@tonydegregorio4895

You lookin at Atilla
The psychopathic killer, the caterpillar
Don't tell me when I'm supposed to rap until
Especially when your favorite rapper isn't even half as ill
A savage still, the tracks a banana peel, attack of the silverback gorilla
You're havin' a little trouble fathomin' this is actually happenin'
Like Anderson Silva when he snapped his shin in half
And then had shit hangin' by a flap of skin
After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
Pad to pen I'm batty like eyelids when they're blinkin' a lot
You copy me, but you're not
You can't be butterflies
My offspring's are just moths
If I see that thing, I'ma squash it and rip the wings of it off
So ring the alarm, pull the extinguishers off of the wall, set the sprinklers off
Like Jada Pinkett and Queen Latifah, 'til the shingles come off the roof
We'll shatter the ceilings
Slaughterhouse in the building, middle fingers aloft
Say what I think when I rhyme, in ink-pen I talk
And the language I speak is my mind
Kingpin and Penguin combined
Spit like it's King of the Dot
A singular thought I'd think I would help you distinguish
A brother from the cream of the crop
Wait a minute, hold up
Like a flash card
Damn dog, is that copyin', or payin' homage?
It's sad because dad taught you to rap as a damn toddler
My dad is your grandfather
I have to rehatch on you
Come back as black wasp
Half yellow jacket, you can't swat a
Sasquatch dancin' on top of a ant,
Trample it and stomp it, smash it and stand on it
Dammit, I can't stop it
The rap is a vag and I can't stop goin' in like a tampon in this bitch
It's is manslaughter
Stampin' out grasshoppers, you can't be no Rap Gods
In fact you're exact opposites
You make a wack song, and can't hold a candle
But even Daniel-san wax off, you jack-offs
Need to come to grips, like a hand job
The boom bap is back with an axe to mumble rap
Lumberjack with a hacksaw
Number one, but my pencils are number two 'cause that's all I do with 'em
Poop is my pseudonym
On the john like a prostitute when I droppin' a deuce and
When I'm producing them lyrical bowel movements
These beats are like my saloons
'Cause these bars always got my stools in 'em
And I don't need Metamucil to loosen them
Bitch it is real like I pooped Jerusalem
I'm 'bout to go spin another cocoon
And I'm cuttin' you from your mother's womb then I'm flushin' you.



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@VlogCreations

Royce first verse was so freakin good. Eminems flow was awesome here, reminded me of recovery/relapse flow

@owenbuttrick8409

Ross you a legend

@raginnova8167

Fuck outa here this his slaughterhouse royce is around flow. Relapse is miles above this

@tisssyyy

Ragin Nova Relapse is trash.

@topa9487

Ragin thought you were gonna say Relapse was miles below but pleasantly surprised :D

@legendary8694

Kurt Mac if you think relapse is trash I’m concerned you’re not 100% an em fan
Only true em fans like relapse and would take a Relapse 2

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@ashleykirkman897

We need a new Bad Meets Evil album.

Royce & Eminem together are just peak.

@ChloefileFIN

My thoughts exactly. Hell: The Sequel is a hella dope album!

@gunotlucio

They make each other better

@masonridgewell8063

Royce definitely sounded much better on Hell The Sequel. @@gunotlucio

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