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Let the Bronchitis in my chest wheeze the alveolars In the lungs just screaming yes please Tackle the tissue if your cackin' ya candy floss Don't bring the issue up with two up and then the twelve across I am the spitting issue of my late gandfather You didn't know that me and Mr Blitz slam harder Than hot lager, we rock rather well Run with the gazelle, these streets like Melly Mel Do I ring the bell ding dong The incredible while feeling human The hustler wracking them up with Paul Newman Assuming poll position when you let the cameras zoom in Am I moving too fast Slow down bitch stop and let me tune in The rap minister, the miniature styles don't weigh nuthin' Love it when it comes to ripping out my bad hombre My lyric circles in your mind all day Restructure, rise to future, build your own parade, come on I don't see why you make the place rock Turn it up a little, burn it up a little warm I don't see why you make the place rock Burn it up a little, turn it up a little warm I don't see why you make the place rock Turn it up a little, burn it up a little warm I don't see why you make the place rock Burn it up a little, turn it up a little warm I read people like they are psalms ring no alarms When it comes to beef I got my own farm The hardcore, harder than your gunman kutz Look Mummy, no hands guess i got too much nuts You also a crime watch, the photo fit was amazing All black with long blonde hair coulda been Asian I drowned the phone too much juice in my Jones Unless I'm with my real people I walk on my own You can see me on CD, or TV, or DVD, to me it's easy We are no longer havin' it I closed the show like an angry mans cabinet He plays it cruel like a shark in a swimming pool How many kilowatts do I need to kilo joule I kill a firm, the silence is golden What is he holding outside on the wall, who is TYnDolman I don't see why you make the place rock Turn it up a little, burn it up a little warm I don't see why you make the place rock Burn it up a little, turn it up a little warm I don't see why you make the place rock Turn it up a little, burn it up a little warm I don't see why you make the place rock Burn it up a little, turn it up a little warm Style I want you, style I need you Style I love to have you in my life Style I want you, style I need you Style I've got to have you by my side I don't see why you make the place rock Turn it up a little, burn it up a little bit warm I don't see why you make the place rock Burn it up a little, turn it up a little bit warm I don't see why you make the place rock Turn it up a little, burn it up a little bit warm I don't see why you make the place rock Burn it up a little, turn it up a little bit warm
Writer(s): Dominic Christian Betmead, Benedict Godwin Chijioke, Bradford Lawrence Ellis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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