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Lyricist: Chicane
Lyrics:
To the beat y'all, check it Running around town with a beat, yeah, we're coming Using our smooth rhymes to get your head bumping Oh no, why Did you think we were American? Sorry to disappoint, we're not going that way again We ain't from Kali We don't even know what it looks like But we got the sounds of the style that's just right Our boys got our backs, and our backs are steady Cos when the ship goes down, you better be ready You back it up, back down Looser coming through, straight through, no fucking around positive to the plain Told you, you just one taste, to get you hooked, see booked
Tell me, tell me, tell me that we ain't part of this, this time Size up the which is where we're heading So, bringing up the rear goose in Top Gun You ain't watching TV, so don't bother changing the channel We're live in real time, executing our planet Nothings gonna change the way we rock and the where, we roll with it Cos we ain't no slow with it, don't you wish you were smooth as this Never coming straight, with no worries, just a fist And don't fuck with that, don't talk shit It just causes problems to those around it Check it out
Tell me, tell me, tell me that we ain't part of this, this time Tell me, tell me, tell me that we ain't part of this, this time
Rock rock on to the beat y'all Rock rock on to the beat y'all Rock rock on to the beat y'all till it hits you like this
Tell them what's wrong with me right Prophets bring the joint Like everybody, we're all yeah Prophets bring the joint Like everybody, we're all bitch
Inside out, boy you turn me upside down, round and round Inside out, boy you turn me upside down, round and round
Rain fall Rain fall, when I fall away… Yeah
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