Live your life, just go BZRK!!!
Go to my show
Analyze how the sound flows
On the down low
Fuck around
Lay around
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho...
The life you hold
Is just like the dice you roll
Be careful kid, these streets is ice cold
The thirsty worms out workin the night patrol
For the price of gold
In the story of our life gets told
The odds are against me
And the world won't present to me
Bad thoughts on my mind
But I won't let it tempt me
Organized confusion, negative illusion
I throw up my guard
To combat intrusion
Where's my cat?
I killed your cat you druggie bitch!
God. What? Why?
I thought it would bring closure to our relationship.
You killed my, my...
Your what?
Shut your fat ass Rayvie. I can't buy a pack of smokes without running into nine guys you've fucked!
I'll shoot myself in the head if you can tell me that cats name, go ahead, your what, your precious little...?
Skippy! Skippy!
Oh Jesus what colour was it bitch?!
Can't believe they giving air for these cats to breathe
But I'm a dog, and I sniff between
I glow like the sun, but I run in the night
Doc, I'll bend you quick, like the front of ya Nikes
I had to hustle hard, never give up
Until I made it, now you're sayin' it's a clever G, nothing to play with
Hell or the pearly gates I was destined to come
Predicted, blame God he blew breath in my lungs
Became a monster, a top of the world
Never fallin'
I'm as real as they come
From day one, forever ballin'
Shoot through satin pillows, the desolate one!
Six million ways to die, so I chose
Made it six million and one with your eyes closed
Blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap
And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass
However you want it, you can have it your way
You fuck my night up, I'm a fuck up your day
Bullet with your name, sending it your way
That goes for anyone who come through that doorway
The DJ, the rapper, the breaker, the smoker
You wanna smoke some? Smoke this one!
I will be your head-spinner, fucking up your braincells!
You will hear my voice
It's coming far from here
It's loud and stable
Full of power
Neutralize my bass, and terrorize my treble,
It's the motherfucking drummachine rebel!
Don't try to stop us,
Don't try to stop the crowd,
Ashes to ashes they all smoke down!
Distorted volumes, distorted drums,
Livin' the hard life, 'n droppin' bombs!
Only if I had one more
Time to kick the rhythm that keeps rippin' down the door
So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes
Doors and the suits that make 'm break the law
Lookin' for my own 'cause i had enough bull
I can't understand it, must be crooked way they planned it
Police supposed to keep the peace
But i can't trust them so i keep my piece
Loaded & cocked 'cause i don't miss the block
I'm talkin' about the ones who don't get chained to the rock
Fools, they got away with the dope and the crime
While we go away for the neighbourhood crime
The night is long
An' I know what's on your mind
I know you're trippin'
I know you're high
You're hiiiigh and ready
Feelin' sooo good
My name is XTC
You got me in your blood
The whole thing is based on respect
Respect to the music
Respect to the dj's
Respect to the crowd
And respect to one another
Gabbers unite!
Make love, not waaaaaaaaaaar!
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