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Soundboy Killa

P.O.D.

Circles

34

Nu-Metal

Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] Same mic, new stage I and I was born to rage And there might be another dead boy pon page These copy cats come to steal me cup, dem ain't real enough Another big tune, wheel it up Sonny Dread number one champion Cause you know I breaks it down in a style & fashion So keep it moshin' cause I'm coming for your neck And every mon hit the deck when you hear me sound check [Pre-Chorus] Y'all got what you want, now there's no one to blame Y'all better act like you know I'm sick and tired of playin' Y'all know the name I'ma put it on a bullet and put it in your brain [Chorus] DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone One shot to the dome I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone Composition of words, lyrics Hollow point tips, load the clip [Verse 2] Bang bang I see the sound ricochet From the front to the back And silence their brain waves No more originals, everybody's selling out The disco panicked and batty boy start falling out Some of demma ask where me get it from My heart beats to the drop of the bass and kick drum It's a red rum outcome slammin' on the dance floor We give you what you need, not what everybody asked for [Pre-Chorus] Y'all got what you want, now there's no one to blame Y'all better act like you know I'm sick and tired of playin' Y'all know the name I'ma put it on a bullet and put it in your brain [Chorus] DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone One shot to the dome I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone Composition of words, lyrics Hollow point tips, unload the clip [Bridge] A lot of soundboy ya get murdered tonight A lot of rude boy dem come just to fight Hey Mr. DJ, it's getting hotter And this here dance hall is under fire [Verse 3] Somebody ring the alarm because the sound is dyin' Kill the alarm because the sound is dead And when I was a youth me used to reason with the dready He knew that I was ready So this is what he said "Me a rude and me do rude boy tings And one of these days you'll know exactly what I mean So gwan, take dis mic and lick shots upon deh scene Don't forget natty dread give 'em agony, agony" So I was raised in a dub resurrection One love connection Whole new dimension Y'all know me, a don dada in this game I do what I do so you remember the name I just put it on a bullet and put it through your brain [Chorus] DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone One shot to the dome I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone Composition of words, lyrics Hollow point tips DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone One shot to the dome I sit back in the cut and watch your mind get blown DJ Selecta , soundboy killa I'm fully loaded on this microphone Composition of words, lyrics Hollow point tips, unload the clip
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