Oh, let me hit that, let me get that party song
Let me turn this place into another motherfuckin' danger
zone
Oh, where the good ones? Where the good ones at right now
yo?
We gonna talk this shit till we got this bitch rockin' on
the rockship, no shit
No hell, no way, I'm gonna chop this rock like blocks of
clay
I'm' gonan sink your ship so fast, one blast, don't ask,
your ass is grass
No red no green, I'ma paint this black and crack your
spleen
Commin' stright from the dark I'ma shark, I'ma rip your
shit like a slasher scene
Gimmie the racket for the brain
Gimmie the funky shit to make the people go insane
Gimmie the fuckin' drug we call the music on this track
Gimmie the fuckin' riff we gonna use to break your back
Bring it back
Gimmie the racket for the brain
Gimmie the funky shit to make the people go insane
Gimmie the fuckin' drug we call the music on this track
Gimmie the fuckin' riff we gonna use to break your back
Bring it back
Remember all them 90's things, them 90's hits we laced like
this
Commin' to you live 2012 and hell there's still not shit
like this
We still rain the blood in the club like slayer flip it up
like Limp Bizkit
Tie you up to electric chairs and roast yours guts like
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