Rock The Show (feat. Dub Flow)

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    Walk up in the venue with a hand full of matches
    And a can full of gas it’s about to go down
    Mixed up the tunes and infused them with fumes

    That’s how you rock the crowd
    Level up prestige now enhance the pliers
    Gotta grip on the game so they can’t deny us
    On ya feet let me see you put your hands up higher

    Feel the heat coming off of that amplifier
    We come through and treat the stage like a seek and destroy
    Hitting punches like a modern day beastie boy
    So one more time I need all of ya’ll to get hype
    And fight for the right to party all damn night

    Special delivery, you got mail
    I came to spit flames and I will not fail
    Amped up as hell you can tell from the shot trail
    Red Bull, Coldcock, Molotov cocktails

    Get a ticket and come witness these wicked Bizarre tendencies
    Straight from the heart, pumping and giving my bars energy
    Stretching this art because its best if its artillery
    Reppin the arch reckon that makes you the arch enemy
    Ejecting these lames, rejecting ya dames
    The best when I flex through these flames wow
    I step in the game, I wreck em with range, the rest of you check out
    The aim bloaw

    We Rock, we roll
    We bracket, this snow
    Let's go!

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    Don’t stop when u cold cock, pirates don’t pick teams
    Jus stick u up for ur whisky with a Flint lock, can full of kerosene
    Pocket full of Flint rocks, how I get the club
    Hot the roof the roof is on fire
    Like the mic In the booth it moves it shoots

    Straight to the stage and it hoops it loops it shoots
    Out to the fans and they groove it boost the mood
    We boot scootch boogey till our screws are loose my dude, coo-coo
    I ain’t sane at all but I’ll pretend for y’all until I’m in a padded
    Wall, a soon as they all thought that it was safe to rap income back
    On the attack, like I’m hip hops jaws, dun dun

    Ur whole squad better run son, dub spit
    Double the voltage of any stun gun, old nuns clinch both buns
    Whenever my tongue lunge
    Stunned by the fact I’m immaculately dropping hot dung
    Voltron form blazing sword, scorch the score on the score board
    Slash in the D, for the discrepancies forever more, for every cord
    Every drum sticks broken when the drums kick, u like that
    Turn it up, blow both of these speakers and have them burning up
    Turn down for what, learn from us
    If you got two hands here’s ur chance throw em up

    We Rock, we roll
    We bracket, this snow
    Let's go!

    And I’m back with a vengeance
    Back to attack this rapping Olympics
    Strapped with a backpack packed full of writtens
    Straight to the top of the map and back in an instance

    This is rap intermission
    Nah this is what rapping is missing
    Quality entertainment, facts and opinions
    I’m talking to myself, you just happen to listen

    Destruction disaster the damage is deep
    We duck all the dust and we dash the debris
    Devastation and havoc dispatch the police
    Let em know that this man is dismantling beats

    Please pay attention this is the scene
    He wants to leave but she want to see
    She wants to meet but he won’t agree
    He wants to flee but she wants the D

    They can’t get enough they loving our sound
    Time to erupt it’s time to get loud
    It about time we rumble the ground
    Jump up and up and get down
    Jump jump put ya hands up
    Jump jump put ya hands up
    Jump up and up and get down

    We Rock, we roll
    We bracket, this snow
    Let's go!

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