Zeromax - Boombastic (Original Mix)

Boomastic.
Boom
Solid as a rock.
Never molded
Out of plastic boomastic.
Heavyweight classic cinematic yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Heavyweight G
Is dropping heavy on the floor.
Booming
Through the system till they ask for something more.
Not a gimmick, just a
Thunder of a disciplined mind
Leaving all the hollow lightweight noise
Fall behind.
No fake flexing.
I don't
Rattle with the hype.
Carving out the classic of ancient archetype.
I
Don't move subtle when the drum kicks in.
Rumble in the baseline.
Let the true
Work begin.
Cut off the static
Let the low frequencies roll.
Resonated
Deep inside the center of the soul
Heart stays steady while the stick can kind of shake.
Grounded in the rhythm.
Then they pretend they can fade
If they ask how the presence hits raw
Force, tell them bombastic.
Focus is a
Natural course
Boom bastic
Solid as a rock.
Never molded to plastic
Bombastic heavyweight classic cinematic.
Heavyweight cadence dropping
Heavy on the floor.
Pressure on the diaphragm knocking at the door
Voices talk big but the impact is thin
I just dropped the needle and the substance begin.
Alone at the mic but
I'm locked in the frame
Mastering the resonance elevating the name.
No fake tension, no need to pretend.
Unstoppable momentum
From beginning to the end.
I don't speak
Loud, I just let the base hit.
Driving
Everywhere with no wavering with distance from distraction.
I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the impact.
Yet the breakthrough is near.
No rush motion.
No
Time to delay.
Every hit deliberate as
I play my own way.
If they ask why
The floorboards vibrate and bend, tell
Them boom bastic.
Truth is what
I choose
To extend.
Boom bastic.
Boom bastic
Solid as a rock that never molded
Out of plastic
Boom bastic.
Heavyweight classic
Every living to something boom yeah.
Heavyweight kittens dropping
Heavy on the floor.
Edging out
The standard that will stand forever more.
Sparks in the dark.
They
Illuminate the road.
Carrying the weight
Of a heavy sacred load.
Stillness in the kick while the stairs crack loud
Guarding every boundary far away from
The crowd.
No fake steps
Strictly true to the drive.
And keeping
All the majesty can boom sound alive.
I
Don't move loud.
I just hold to the floor.
Unlocking every single
Opportunity door.
Grounded in the rhythm.
Elevated in space.
Leaving an
Indelible mark in this place.
If
They ask how
I govern them when the beat
To the room tell them bombastic presence
Brought the power with the bloomastic boomastic bombastic bombastic plastic
Plastic plastic plastic ooh
Boom bastic.
Boomastic
Solid as a rock.
Never molded out of plastic bombastic.
Heavyweight.
Classic cinematic yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Heavyweight
Cadence dropping heavy on the floor
Booming through the system till they ask
For something more.
Not a gimmick, just
A thunder of a disciplined mind.
Leaving
All the hollow lightweight noise
Fall behind.
No fake friends.
And I
Don't rattle with the hype.
Caring out
The classic of an archetype.
I don't
Move subtle when the drum kicks in.
Rumble in the baseline.
Let the true
Work begin.
Cut off the static
Let the low frequencies roll.
Resonated
Deep inside the center of the soul
Heart stay steady while the sticker kind of shake.
Grounded in the rhythm then pretend they can fake.
If
They ask how the presence hits with such
Raw force, tell them bombastic
Focus is a natural course.
Boomastic boom
Solid as a rock.
Never molded plastic
Boom bastic.
Heavyweight classic
Heavyweight cadence dropping
Heavy on the floor.
Pressure on the diaphragm looking at the door.
Voes talk
Big but they impact is thin.
I
Just dropped the needle and a substance begin.
Alone at the mic but
I'm locked
In the frame.
Mastering the resonance elevating the name.
No fake
Tension, no need to pretend
Unstoppable momentum from beginning to the end.
I don't speak loud, I just let
The base sit.
Driving everywhere with the no wavering with distance from distraction.
I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the impact yet the breakthrough is near.
No rush motion
No time to delay.
Every hit
Liberate as
I paint my own way.
If they
Ask why the floorboards vibrate and bend till
I'm bombastic.
Truth is what i
Choose to extend
Boom bastic
Boom bastic
Solid as a rock and never molded
Out of plastic
Boom bastic.
Heavyweight classic
Every cinematic boomastic boom boom yeah.
Heavyweight cadence dropping heavy
On the flooring standard double stand
Forever more.
Sparks in the dark, they illuminate the road.
Carrying
The weight of a heavy sacred load
Stillness in the kick while the stairs
Crack loud.
Guarding every boundary far
Away from the crowd.
No fake steps.
Strictly true to the drive
Keeping all the majesty can booming
Sound alive.
I don't move loud.
I just
Hold to the floor.
Unlocking
Every single opportunity door.
Grounded
In the rhythm.
Elevated in space
Leaving an indelible mark in this place.
If they ask how
I govern
When the beat to the room, tell
Them bombastic presence.
Brought the power to bloom oh dastic plastic ooh