Travis Barker

20120129
slayers98







Myth

Tmsv







Flow

Tmsv







Child Of Light Will Burn

Mushy






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20120129
slayers98







Myth

Tmsv







Flow

Tmsv







Child Of Light Will Burn

Mushy






곡 200 | 담기 2 | 추천 0

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Check Yes, Juliet

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Junk Of The Heart (Happy)

The Kooks






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Verse1

In the city lights, the night'll give me life.
I hear the drums, Ima war chief gimme knife.
Got kush fuck the knife just give me light.
Spark it up in my grow room, pretty sight.
Got a house on the hill with the pretty type,
You ain't got a kush man, what a shitty life.
I don't wanna hit a bowl on ya mini pipe.
Tryin to hit my 8 footer, reach Diddy heights.

Now Im swinging on the drums like tarzan
Incorporate the weed to my bars man
Sixteen of em, I been needin em, on stage screamin em
Pr's Hill screamin' em
They call me the Greenthumb, the serene one
I laid back from the drum like a beach bum.
Shit is hot as summer. Another classic number.
Everybody give it up for the funky drummer.

Chorus:

And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on)
And the beat goes on and on and on
And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on)
And the beat goes on

Verse 2

Here come the west coasters, wylin out loco.
My eyeballs bleed from the weed I been smokin.
Keep walking son, I keep the song hostile
Mad weaponry, I bring by the stockpile.
Way too deep, my block legendary.
Many MC's tried to creep and got burried.
He aint come to Cypress, back with the tightest
Man behind the king, we know you gon' like this.
Roll with the top dog, do it like a rockstar.
Stuffin em up, a double dose of hot sauce
You got your ears on, and your listenin
To bad motherfuckas in this here business.
Handle shit right, get your stack on
Anybody hating, its the fool you smash on.
Gonna say last time and Im gonna jump
Hit em like Blam ! Give the drummer some

Chorus

Shit is critical, we are the invincible.
Riot starter, start riots on principle.
At the pinnacle, the game is winnable
Put the record on the table, guaranteed spinnable.
Follow the leader, the level is going off the meter.
The funk freaker, with the big drum beater.
What you scared for, better prepare yourself.

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

(Game)
Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Dressed in black diamonds like a fucking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee's cause I be killin' 'em
Most emcee's turn into ghost emcee's
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I'm famous for killin' rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper's heart out with a 16
Didn't hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

(Lil Wayne)
Bang, guess who checked in the game
Smoke in the air like LeBron James
Running this shit like he Ron Dayne
Pull out my dick and just pee on flames
She on Wayne, but she ain't what I be on
I'm Leon, I pee on you pee-on's for eon's
I'm in my prime like Deion
I'mma shine like neon
I'm a Lion like Leon
But I'm 'bout to go off, cause that is all I know of

I don't have to show y'all, I'd rather show off
Yeah, Travis on the Drums
Travis on the beat
Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat
Weezy F I'm an Fing star
Haha, get it? I'm an FN star
Ha, and it's the Rock you bastards
If I'm the rockstar, will rock you bastards

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

(Rick Ross)
Tupac and Juice riding on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin' like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I'm a goof
Designer underwear she knows I'm a goose
Got the wide body I'm a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I'm screaming stack muthaf-cker
Ya homie won't stop until I decide to
Until then I'm making rollie's for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I'mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I'm from, Girls manage from the jump
Don't trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Chorus: RZA]
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
Ton, son, carry it, ton, son, carry it

[RZA:]
Check his vital signs, strike his vital nerve
Threw a viral curve, the rhyme tempest
Like lightning bolts being thrown down from Mt. Olympus
Beat on your head like a Travis Barker cymbal, crash
I splash beyond measurements
I tour you back to a cast, arrest your development
Overthrow your whole settlement, this is beat embellishment
Burn the house, the one Hansel and Gretel went
Unorthodox fly rhyming fox
Wu Killa Bee appear on your body like the pox
Keep rivalries like Yankees and the Red Sox
I'd rather see it in the ballpark, then see it on the block, nigga
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
Chocolate bunny on the run, catching Marriott
Sword in my hand, watch me parry it
The weight of the truth, can any man carry it?

[Chorus]

[Raekwon:]
Feel the wrath of a soldier when his wings is up
We like the air force, generals with guns when rainy up
Take it from leers, the stadium, the fans, the beers
Titty shots from the bitches in the stands, we clear
But we pop guns, live so wild, it's like banging a guitar
On your face, all jacked in your mouth
See the medals that I wear is honor, from the hood to Bahamas
Back to Ghana, New York and Compton
All my peoples get wilder than a mosh pit
Roll even bigger, this is getting me riled
Tattoos, I'm a destiny child, I'm a floss
I'm a real muthafucka, stop stressing me out
Cause I play hard, go hard, smoke bongs, this is the most strong
Collaboration, me, Trav and Ra
Old engines, we gon' respect 'em, drop joints and perfect 'em
Chef is the Jon Bon and Led Zeppelin

[Chorus]

[RZA:]
This is deadly dark dangerous, Wu-Tang slanderous
Mosh pit bashing, watch 'em all bang to this
Energy, energy, energy, energy
Buzz Lightyear, boy, from here to infinity
Two guns on my side like Yosemite
You sick of that weak bullshit, here's the remedy
Jack Daniel Tennessee, mixed with the Hennessy
Turn into a Chuck D, boy, Public Enemy
Or Flavor Flav, Johnny Depp, Wild Tennessee
Poetical Emily Dickerson with the similes
Metaphor whore, I puzzle like the jigsaw
You strip like the weak more, I be the sycamore
My uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
Chocolate bunny on the run, catching Marriott
Sword in my hand, watch me bust and parry it
The weight of the truth, can any man carry it?

[Chorus x2]

The call .. the way to view my life
20 cylinders is more for any .. pipe
Fuck every bitch worthy in the east coast twice
Call the badders a whore and one to turn ?
Triple beans in nipple rings
This thins is fantasy when you're a king
Eat life from the palm of my hands
We came out winners from the villagers dance

Welcome to the city where anything is possible
American dream overcome many obstacles
Rainbow .. just may lead you to a protocol
Chain so chilly i believe that i'm gonna caught a cold
But the flow nothing to sneeze at
De colors all up in my ear like is ?
Know .. through with the ..
Never mind the price in the change ..

Chorus
Welcome to the city of dreams
When you never have to wake up from a nightmare
So you better pack heavy
Welcome to the city of dreams
When you never have to wake up from a nightmare
So you better be ready

I am living life at a fast pace
Who said both running in a faster race
Break a deal? the master ?

We order sushi sucking on Edamame
Dance with an girlfriend i am in heaven mammy
She is fairytale i sell fairy dust
Let the bitch dream i've been fair enough
I am drop dead in a drop head
We can .. in the trunk that's what i said
Gotta .. for my soul that's what bob said
I think ? for somebody .. with every fact noted in the .. city ?

Chorus

Time is running out on you niggers
The clock is ticking
.. the plot thickens
You all heard we fly with the bird
We caught chickens.. the top is missing
.. to the window i throw it out .. like the lakers
Haters you all want .. beef i serve the odb
And i can't be touched by none of you
I got ocd and i am nice with the kids too
See we play the scale get the grips of ?
I got the .. something don't seat well
.. i fuck bad bitches like ..
But i ? you niggers best believe ?

Chorus

(yeah, yeah)

Relaxed and I'm thinking did I forget to mention
I'm sitting on a location, I call it new station
Destructing my best hope is
Mother f*ckers ain't got no life, no vision, no ambition
No will to do a damn thing, they often speakeasy and talk down on a nigga make it shinin'
How is that bubbly?
So menstrual psychology
Tamponing, stressful overloaded jealous niggas
I'm in my own world, literally no bullshit baby!

Chorus:
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head

Ain't nobody tripping on, I'm cool, relax
I keep my mojo on, damn no turning me off
I keep making that money, that money, that money,
Yeah, keep my mojo on, damn, no turning me off
Ain't nobody tripping on, I'm cool, relax
I keep my mojo on damn no turning me off

I keep making that money, that money, that money, yeah
I keep my mojo on, damn, no turning me off.

Chorus:
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now

2 x Bridge:
They stay living right in their own eyes, in their own lies,in their holes
We see beyond the hate, we see a poor soul who hasn't been told they only know what they've been shown

2 x Chorus:
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now, whoa
I keep a cool head, I keep a cool head now

[Hook]
I tossed I turn, cant sleep at night
I punch, I kick, I claw, I bite
It seems that I can?t win this fight
Hands together if you there tell ?em leave me alone
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
(Devils got a hold of me)

[Joell Ortiz]
Pen in my right hand, beat on repeat
He hates when I?m writing so the thing on my nightstand starts ringing, lighting up,
Vibrating and all that
I don?t wanna see no wall crack
I just wanna perform at the biggest place in the World cause I?m dope like them four packs
Sitting in, writes on my window sill
Making sure everything stays on chill
? wearing all white ? Sayin? pay yo bills
So that raw metaphor that I thought of before
I don?t remember no more cause I just ran out the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard ?so you off touring??
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
Looking at me like I?m something she aint never ever saw
So a one hour run somehow turned into 24
Wifey callin?, I hit ignore
My priorities is poor, listen Lord

[Hook]

[Royca Da 5'9']
(Nickel)
My life is like a box of chocolates, I work hard for it
Plus I am awkward, uh
I am an addict?s son, plus I am an addict son!
I am an 8k addict, uh, Travis drums
I am the lead done factor thats why I got an edge on rappers
I am red rum backwards
I see your crew and get deep so you can respect it, jump me
I signed a deal with my maker, Satan?s my record company
I got a k canon, I buy chincillas
My bitches rocking luci-furr after they say Tannon
Now can you say tannon better yet say Dannon
The coupe look just like yoghurt, I fly I aint landing
I am the bank bandit
I got a buying problem
I goes in and walk out with all the money but I aint rob ?em

[Hook]

[Joe Budden]
I?m talking, I?m talking,
He talks, I listen
GPS on my position
Just living, just hanging out with the opposition
Can?t take the heat, get the f-ck out the kitchen
Stupid, ya?ll, think it was just me
I belong in prison crazy by my own admission
On a mission to grab a podium
Let me tell the public that I?m self-destructive
I aint looking for no help, f-ck it
Look for a way to get high
I?m still alive, 6 million ways to die and still a few more left to try
?
We just going back and forth feeling like tenants standing underneath rain
What are we sayin?, friends and family wanted me to change
But its too late cause my feet is getting comfy on the flames, check it
I don?t wanna be another n-gga with no gold
No fame, success, n-gga, no hope
Sleep in the corner in Soho
My uppers down, its no dough
F-ck it they aint put me under yet
Think what you wish I aint got one regret

[Hook]

[Crooked I]
My automobile is not a Bentley
He knows that my pockets empty
The devil, so consequently he gotta tempt me
Standing on the block, you should not offend me
I rock a semi, like Prada Fendi, I don?t think the spirit of God is in me
Just wicked wispers of scriptures, satan is narrating
I heard you got a safe in your crib so I?m there waiting
Nobody safe in your crib, when I?m in that staircase I?m bare-faced
Possessed by what you possess, I?m hell raising
And I just left somebody?s father a quadriplegic
Told em not to move or get shot to Egypt
He did not believe it
He?s losing blood and I?m cold blooded like I?m anemic
I need a doctor I?m psychotic maybe I should watch The Secret
Or see a Priest and I might just chill
Or will I blow ?em outta the confession booth like on Righteous Kill
Kill, kill, kill, God when I write this will
I hope I seek some forgiveness cause my life was real

[Paul Wall]
Shit shit
I'm just a skinny ass nigga
With word on my shoulders
Hard night as a motherfucker
My daddy was a solider
I'm holy never
Straight forward
Leap with it
Split
Haters all in my vision
I'm trying to start my living
Shots what i'm given
I don't miss when I kill em

Lord wont show me some mercy
Its just business
Gotta get it
In my city better watch it
Devil
Always busy
Stetchin' my mind shit
Smoking toll i'm busy
When i'm speaking my mind
Trying to stay out of prison
Every time that i'm spitting
Caps that i'm pillagin'
Shit i'm
Natural born killer

[Chorus]
Trying to get mine when you see me at the crime
Don't fuck with me
If you see me getting high
Trying to keep my piece of mind
Don't fuck with me
You don't like what i'm saying
You don't like my appearance
Don't fuck with me
The doctor told my mama that i'm 50-150
Don't fuck with me

[Jay Rock]
Ain no motherfucker gonna hold my grind
Put the line
Ain't got time
I gotta keep it
While i'm still in my prime
My future looking clearer
Darth vader
Escaping like ya mean
No feel
No deal
Post it up on the top tier
Too many powder breaks
Shaking in the case dear
Skid row
Right back at the spot
Till they drop me in the grave
I can't stop
One way or another
I will be on top
In jail
Knock on wood
I gotta get it outta here
Don't fuck with me

[Chorus]
Trying to get mine when you see me at the crime
Don't fuck with me
If you see me getting high
Trying to keep my piece of mind
Don't fuck with me
You don't like what i'm saying
You don't like my appearance
Don't fuck with me
The doctor told my mama that i'm 50-150
Don't fuck with me

[Kurupt]
Im a hellhound
For youth
Blue chukka motherfukcer
Steve soul
Healer monster
Keeler monster
Jay humphries
Godzilla
Killa
Nigga
Backup swilla
Multiple villains
Eclipse the gorillas
I'm ape shit for
Cooked like bacon eggs and grits
On some G-shit
Take some cheddar
Bricks
Get you clips
Get the fuck off the
Molatov
Kurrupt im sick
And quickly so nigga
Don't fuck with me

[Chorus]
Trying to get mine when you see me at the crime
Don't fuck with me
If you see me getting high
Trying to keep my piece of mind
Don't fuck with me
You don't like what i'm saying
You don't like my appearance
Don't fuck with me
The doctor told my mama that i'm 50-150
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me

Your mind's all a flutter no pigs on the gig, no swine for the supper
No wine in the cupboard, everything of mine must show signs of the suffer
And keep you oppressed to the other, struggle
To keep it all fresh like tupper
One of the tougher ginger bread men out the cutter,
Skin ain't Huck Finn but I ain't Nigger Jim mother fucker
I'm more like clubber from the upper cut of the gutter
Never can't tell I won't bow down to the bull like Calculta
That ain't what I'm rapping for, I'd rather be a matador
So tar, tar, rev and roar
I know that sounds fucked up like a raptor/rap tour?
But there's no roof clips if I lose so I choose
To keep on seeing red like crips in
Ha!
He the guy who rise to eye pools
...
Hey I must admit it, I ain't sayin I'm the best OH!
...
Niggas just jealous, cuz what i got restin on my neck OH!
Cuz it took me from down on the ground to soarin' like a G4!
Mug if you want to, bug if you want to, chill if you want to
Strug if you want to, build if you want to, joke if you want to
Disrespect me, that's what you wan' do

Been around the world the things that I've seen
These things get turned into things that I sing
Things stringed together with similes in between
Then ming with the thing
Since little green marines I
Been, mean, jing ming, ring, ling, string, bean, dream, team, bling, bling, 3, rings, ring, ling ...

So move towards it, I had to root for it like my home team, now they all lean,
Singin' that Queen, Somebody to Love, Rhapsody Boheem, we are Champeens,
Ya'll that worried bout the dust better stay on your scene?
I drop the lyric with...

You can document it, call it Bye Bo Leen?
I got the spirit I fly over Wayne
It's the fly MC...

I must admit it, I ain't sayin I'm the best OH!
...
Niggas just jealous, cuz what i got restin on my neck OH!
Cuz it took me from down on the ground to soarin' like a G4!
Mug if you want to, bug if you want to, chill if you want to
Strug if you want to, build if you want to, joke if you want to
Disrespect me, that's what you wan' do

I'm preforming mama, now everybody know me mama,
All these hoes on me mama, why the hell you ain't want me mama, hey
I'm preforming mama, now everybody know me mama,
All these hoes on me mama, why the hell you ain't want me mama

Success is my friend, who knew that when I grew up I'd be just like him
Expect my roar if you reject my whim, errect my law, respect my pim
I bring the pain, Method Men, I bring the pain
S&M, jump the family one of my bestest friends,
Try and kill us all your deaths breaks in, I'll just reply with excess winds
Please God correct my sins to protect my kin, as they keep thinking
... my leg...

I must admit it, I ain't sayin I'm the best OH!
...
Niggas just jealous, cuz what i got restin on my neck OH!
Cuz it took me from down on the ground to soarin' like a G4!
Mug if you want to, bug if you want to, chill if you want to
Strug if you want to, build if you want to, joke if you want to
Disrespect me, that's what you wan' do

[Mikey Rocks]
Its the humpdy dump truck big wheel wall crumbler,
If money did talk yours probably be a mumbler,
The bumble bee color kush burning in the bubbler, puff,
Brother rocks dougie but its uglier on that other stuff, im saying no, weighing only about 175,
I sound like a heavier guy, but we high, so high-five,
Behinds and nice thighs, and the sun beamin', flicking on the old blue beamers hoodie,
And woody allen couldn't see it with his glasses on,
At homecoming getting drunker then the chaparron,
And dont you hate when you go into a place and somebody need a I.D.
Cause they left it at home, you feel bad if you go ahead and leave'em, so you
Try to swap it out and hope the door man believe'em,
Yo he payed cash, send a check to him directly or money orders, every dollar
Four quarters

[chorus]
While i drive, break, shift.

??????
And they all jump down

[Chuck Inglish]
And i just touched down, with [?] sized clouds, louder than that pound,
Like your neighbors at your door (growl), dog take yo job off the floor,
Meet your neighbor chuck daly, hes the liveliest coach, bless his soul, its amazing though to save his [?] but
To see he saved that color, mike rock got the range, had it flickin last summer,
Size 900, with the turbo runnin on it, gold bbs's in the zone as a nexus supposed to be flexed on your niggas last summer, chill, we ain't have to move a muscle, had a court case
Pending and we hit the ground runnin', get'cha rap together you ain't talkin bout nothing,
[juice lips?] sink ships, and you aint
Talkin bout none of us, and its 45 back on my number 9, '94 cant touch these like its hammer time

[chorus]

It's that raw shit
That'll start a mosh pit
Head bangers get to spazzin' out
And be like, "Aww shit."
[x4]

This that war this
From the King of Darkness
Can't stop this mob shit
Awfully heartless
In a minute, toxic, caustic
Coulda lost your optic
With a millimeter boss
Get soft in it
Pissed off this mosh pit

Einstein, Tech N9ne shines
Behind thine rhymes
(I'm signed to mine flyin')?
To find fine wine
I can design lines
That'll get me to climb dimes
(Pieces, them fine beetches
Never tweet and just grind blind)?

Get up out this pit
You without sickness
Better get in the back of me
Before your mouth get split
Never look at a killer nigga
When you're on the curb
??
Get to pokin' out
With some ladies do
Think they man enough
With a gun they be through
But if Tecca N9na said
He (crew)? with it
In a blink, I would do
A 180 too

(We off what we all)?
Sick and (frost pit)?
Everybody bosses and y'all is
NAUSEOUS!
Be cautious
We all trip and raw
It's brawl til we fall in this mosh pit
AWWW SHIT!

It's that raw shit
That'll start a mosh pit
Head bangers get to spazzin' out
And be like, "Aww shit."

[x4]

In the middle of nothingness
I'm the light in the void
Sittin' on big rims, swollen
Like they been takin' some 'roids
You scared partner
Cause you look kinda noyed
Like I'm about to put hands on you
Like Pretty Boy Floyd

I got 'em sick mayne
Somebody call a specialist
Tell these haters, "Fall back
And get up off that extra shit"
Who want what with us?
You gon' be the next to get
Smashed up but your (cuffers)? on it
You'lla buy the naked shit

Quit acting like what it is is
And it's gon' be
And you got no say in this situation
It's all me
They know me well from Third World
To Zone Three
And we gon' take this movement
From Long Island to Long Beach

Two trill, Wes is on the horizon
So when the sun shinin' on us
It shouldn't be so surprisin'
You know we plan on you demisin'
So playa you gon' be six feet and under
While I'm 300 feet and risin',
BITCH!

(We off what we all)?
Sick and (frost pit)?
Everybody bosses and y'all is
NAUSEOUS!
Be cautious
We all trip and raw
It's brawl til we fall in this mosh pit
AWWW SHIT!

It's that raw shit
That'll start a mosh pit
Head bangers get to spazzin' out
And be like, "Aww shit."
[x4]

I'm sitting in the .. smoking while i'm driving
You would get ... i'm smoking on this ..try to get it
.. don't get it, repeat, you?ll never gonna get it,
She say she gonna keep on close on
I'm not a drumma but this time is gonna be ..on
I told her, let me .. then i .. then i ..

Chorus:
Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin
I'm .. you feel, you?re droppin', droppin', drop droppin'
...
Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin

I'm swaging like ..i become the rapper you'd better keep the ...
'cause i'm the best so they got me ..so clock..and watch this miracle ..
'cause they got ... ..like lindsay lohan, this is a .. in cadillac ..
They try to turn me down and just .. like no man
...black man radio ..especially when busta rhymes scenario ..

..carry on ...

Chorus:
Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin
I'm .. you feel, you're droppin?, droppin', drop droppin'
...
Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin.

... to the bridge, the light ... from the label ..do with it
...gotta keep it real which i can't fake it
And my style is so unique...gotta one piece to my mouth
.. before i had the chance to speak...

[2 xchorus:]

Travis Barker, yeah, let, let, let's go
(Let's go)
Lil' Jon, Yelawolf, let, let, let's go
(Let's go)

Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes
(Let's go)
Holla 'em

Before I
Take another minute just to give everybody a movie
Never seen, I'ma hit 'em with another (Elbow)
Let me get up everybody
That be movin' with Travis Barker
On your mark, so ya ready? (Let's go)
Wow, okay, here we go again
You see the wind I'm blowin' in and I'm like a manglin'
The way that I'd be manglin' the beat, they call me Dracula
Then they see the fangs goin' in
Wow, uh huh
Everybody know that I'ma come and I'ma go, huh
Then I gotta do what I be comin' in to do
A body to the beat
In other way, we givin' them a show
Keys to the ignition and step on the gas
And bust a bottle and pour me a shot in my glass
Where we at, where we at, where we at?
And we back up in the building
And we coming with a scorcher
Y'all already know who it is, it's Busta Bust and Travis Barker
Back to the beat, see we gotta go
When we hit the fire trucks, everybody better know
That we 'bout to let it blow
And we gotta get it yo, everybody if you really wit me
(Let's go)

Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

I already spittin' to the rhythm of the piano
So now I gotta give the drummer some
Put the T up on the track, I be phenomenal
'Cause when it come to havin' a hit, I'ma make another one
Blink a 182 times when you see the Twista with Travis, madness
Kinda like a savage, grab it
And murder with the art like blood on the a canvas, 'anis
Kinda incredible how I can spit it
And get up of middle intricate piles of a kick drum
Diabolical, the lyrical flow
That'll swallow if you theoretical thinkin' that you can get some
I'ma hit'em with the Lamborghini flow
With the speed of a Bugatti
I'm from another planet when I spit a verse
With the weed in my body
And I'ma hurt 'em every time I get up in the booth
Sippin' on the liquor, 182 proof
Now they wanna say they should have never let me loose
Outta the cage, now come and see what I'ma do
It's Twista the jace, and The Rock on the track
And they hit you with the midwest flow
Even if you ain't ready yet, all I gotta say is ready set
(Let's go)

Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

Drive by, hit you with the two piece combo
While I'm hangin' out the window of your Daddy's Lambo'
Scrambled eggs, I got scrambled ammo
Leave you on top of the water like a banana boat
Yeah, I'm an animal, everybody's edible
The Yelawolf is headed for your arm and your hand
And yo' head, I'm a cannibal
But if it's a man's hoppin' with the fans like a fucking antelope
Soooo send him to me in a minute when you're finished and I'll put him in a vice grip
I'll put an end to the image
And I'll send it in the, via independent fucker with the mic grill
I'm highest pimpin', pull the trigger back
In a submarine with sub machine loaded
In an ocean, high deep
Keep him underneath the submarine imploded
Cry my name, motherfucker vamanos
It's me and I'm sick in the prognosis
Got more bars than 25
And I put you behind them and I'm like, alley op it
I can make your mama really proud to know me
And your broke daddy is kinda lonely
Give me fifty bucks in penny rolls
Just to be in one of my videos, yeah, homie let's go

Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go

Yeah

I've been down for a very long time
I've given up on everyone
I need a minute
I know it's complicated
But it always got to happen to me

I don't win
I don't care
It doesn't mean I don't give my share

I let it go
I let it out
Let me tell you what I'm talking about

[Chorus]
Oh, that's alright
I'm on the ropes, but I'm ready to fight
Stick around 'cause I can't be left alone

Oh, that's ok
I wouldn't have it any other way
I took the chance, and I made it on my own

I don't wanna brag and I don't wanna burn
I fucked up and I'll never learn
Wait a minute, I know I'm gonna hate it
So I'm gonna get it over with

I don't stop
I don't care
Still up but it doesn't seem fair
I want to go
I want out
'Cause I don't know what I'm talking about

[Chorus]
Oh, that's alright
I'm on the ropes, but I'm ready to fight
Stick around 'cause I can't be left alone

Oh, that's ok
I wouldn't have it any other way
I took the chance, and I made it on my own

I made it on my own
Oh yeah

[Chorus]
Oh, that's alright
I'm on the ropes, but I'm ready to fight
Stick around 'cause I can't be left alone

Oh, that's ok
I wouldn't have it any other way
I took the chance, and I made it on my own
Made it on my own

Yeah

It's that raw shit
That'll start a mosh pit
Head bangers get to spazzin' out
And be like, "Aww shit."
[x4]

This that war tihs
From the King of Darkness
Can't stop this mob shit
Awfully heartless
In a minute, toxic, caustic
Coulda lost your optic
With a millimeter boss
Get soft in it
Pissed off this mosh pit

Einstein, Tech N9ne shines
Behind thine rhymes
(I'm signed to mine flyin')?
To find fine wine
I can design lines
That'll get me to climb dimes
(Pieces, them fine beetches
Never tweet and just grind blind)?

Get up out this pit
You without sickness
Better get in the back of me
Before your mouth get split
Never look at a killer nigga
When you're on the curb
?????????
Get to pokin' out
With some ladies do
Think they man enough
With a gun they be through
But if Tecca N9na said
He (crew)? with it
In a blink, I would do
A 180 too

(We off what we all)?
Sick and (frost pit)?
Everybody bosses and y'all is
NAUSEOUS!
Be cautious
We all trip and raw
It's brawl til we fall in this mosh pit
AWWW SHIT!

It's that raw shit
That'll start a mosh pit
Head bangers get to spazzin' out
And be like, "Aww shit."

[x4]

In the middle of nothingness
I'm the light in the void
Sittin' on big rims, swollen
Like they been takin' some 'roids
You scared partner
Cause you look kinda noyed
Like I'm about to put hands on you
Like Pretty Boy Floyd

I got 'em sick mayne
Somebody call a specialist
Tell these haters, "Fall back
And get up off that extra shit"
Who want what with us?
You gon' be the next to get
Smashed up but your (cuffers)? on it
You'lla buy the naked shit

Quit acting like what it is is
And it's gon' be
And you got no say in this situation
It's all me
They know me well from Third World
To Zone Three
And we gon' take this movement
From Long Island to Long Beach

Two trill, Wes is on the horizon
So when the sun shinin' on us
It shouldn't be so surprisin'
You know we plan on you demisin'
So playa you gon' be six feet and under
While I'm 300 feet and risin',
BITCH!

(We off what we all)?
Sick and (frost pit)?
Everybody bosses and y'all is
NAUSEOUS!
Be cautious
We all trip and raw
It's brawl til we fall in this mosh pit
AWWW SHIT!

It's that raw shit
That'll start a mosh pit
Head bangers get to spazzin' out
And be like, "Aww shit."
[x4]

Every night is a Saturday night (repeat)
Saturday not for me

Been on city boulevard broken and neglected
When the sun sets expect the unexpected
Listen to me closely I am gonna stay shut up
.. upon the smell causing ?in a necked city
Things can go so wrong city or no city
..two male were knocking at my door

Every night is a Saturday night (repeat)
Saturday not for me

I see things a little different through the blood in my eyes
You might fool the mothers I see through you in disguise
All rise I am getting by no lies I am getting high
I am not worried about the next you can bet I will get mine
..my old lady got .. on my hip

We live the three way .. but I know we are still on the hunt

Every night is a Saturday night (repeat)
Saturday not for me

I was moving town to town
And never gonna slow us down
Never .. up never a sign.. born to ride
I got a monkey on my back is a cause of reminder
Let's me know I need to let it go there are no survivors
Till I .. rolling I am getting high
My lungs and my liver are begging me to retire

Every night is a Saturday night (repeat)
Saturday not for me

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

(Game)
Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Dressed in black diamonds like a fucking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee's cause I be killin' 'em
Most emcee's turn into ghost emcee's
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I'm famous for killin' rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper's heart out with a 16
Didn't hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

(Lil Wayne)
Bang, guess who checked in the game
Smoke in the air like LeBron James
Running this shit like he Ron Dayne
Pull out my dick and just pee on flames
She on Wayne, but she ain't what I be on
I'm Leon, I pee on you pee-on's for eon's
I'm in my prime like Deion
I'mma shine like neon
I'm a Lion like Leon
But I'm 'bout to go off, cause that is all I know of

I don't have to show y'all, I'd rather show off
Yeah, Travis on the Drums
Travis on the beat
Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat
Weezy F I'm an Fing star
Haha, get it? I'm an FN star
Ha, and it's the Rock you bastards
If I'm the rockstar, will rock you bastards

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

(Rick Ross)
Tupac and Juice riding on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin' like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I'm a goof
Designer underwear she knows I'm a goose
Got the wide body I'm a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I'm screaming stack muthaf-cker
Ya homie won't stop until I decide to
Until then I'm making rollie's for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I'mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I'm from, Girls manage from the jump
Don't trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so

(Swizz Beatz)
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Verse 1
------

Yeah....Comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot,
black Air Force 2's and the White Sox...
fitted on my forehead, try me, go head.
I'll bring out the polka dots, put Guame on your forehead.
Yeah, it's the new king of everything,
and bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a wedding ring.
Maybe it's how I pour that Patron,
maybe it's how I smell of Paris Hilton Cologne.
Maybe it's how I write shit when I'm in the zone,
and I'm sick of blow jobs, bitch leave me alone.
And tell Dr. Dre to pick up a phone,
before I climb through his window like "Nigga I'm Home".
Runnin' the rock like OJ, nigga it's a throwback,
f**k a Aston Martin, show me where the stove at.
Get a jar, some baking soda, nigga hold that,
the world is my grandma's kitchen, time to cook crack.


Chorus
------

The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
Yeah? The Dope Boys in the building.


Verse 2
------

You couldn't smell that crack comin' out that motherf**king Porsche truck.
I stop traffic with the rims that I'm sittin' on.
Them ain't high beams, bitch my wrist is on.
The same shit that Ludacris is on.
Disturbing the peace if my stash missing stones.
Yeah, count that work like a paycheck,
niggas couldn't play The Game in a tapedeck.
A boss never touch work if it ain't taped yet.
That's how you get f**ked, I practice safe sex,
and I take ya boy Curtis bitch with my tongue,
lick lick lick like Shawna and have her sprung.
Show her my anaconda and have her sprung,
and put it all in her stomach and just UHH!!!


Chorus
------

What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
New York, what's up? LA, what's up? The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys.
Chi-Town What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Detroit, What's up? ATL, what's up? The Dope Boys.
MIA what's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up?


Verse 3
------

So roll that coke white carpet to the hood.
It's the Dope Boys reunion, the dress code's strictly,
white tee, Air Force 1's and some Dickies.
I'm from the city where the skinny niggas die.
Only birds and Nextels chirp in the sky.
And we ride for the letters on our fitted cap,
niggas hit the stash, get a strap, and go get it back!
That's for the gangstas, the hustlas, the ballas,
from Downtown LA to Uptown Harlem.
And D-Boy money ain't rain and it's stormin'.
So stop the music when the Champagne pouring.
And hold the glasses high,
and when a nigga ask you why, you tell 'em...


Chorus
------

The Dope Boys in the building.
What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys.
What's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. I'm back! The Dope Boys.
I'm back! The Dope Boys in the building.
Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. Nigga what's up? The Dope Boys.
Motherf**ker what's up? The Dope Boys in the building.
Tell 'em I'm back! The Dope Boys. Cause I'm back! The Dope Boys.
It's a wrap! The Dope Boys in the building.

The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys.
The Dope Boys in the building.

The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys.

Yeah, what's up? What's up?

Hahaha, yeah,

The King is back!