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Black Milk - Give The Drummer Sum
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Black Milk
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[Intro:] It don't make no sense, how we still be makin those hits* People goin CRAZY when I drop this Or when the bass hit or 'til the drum kicks Give the drummer some, give the drummer some Give the uh, drummer some, on the drums When they place this in the spot place in the spot watch the people go dumb [Verse 1:] Oh yo Black back at it, dag nabbit Let me let the organ get a stab at it It's a wrap for niggas I'm back rappin On the track Black blackin the fuck out on the rap Spazzin uh, bling wearer, new pair of New Era Who dare to move where I'm at? Got a tool barrel Ooh shit, Who is, ring leader he be the coolest Blue wrist, fool and one of them newest East, West side or cold got niggas on either coast Gotta oh gotta throw, then I'm out adios Got a hotter flow than most of these monotone MC'S Simply can't compare to him, PLEASE Get a breathe in, just breathe Spotlight pop life I'm the next thing Y-Y-YEAH! [Chorus:] It don't make no sense, how we still be makin those hits People goin CRAZY when I drop this Or when the bass hit or till the drum kicks Give the drummer some, give the drummer some Give the uh, drummer some, on the drums When they place this in the spot place in the spot watch the people go dumb [Verse 2:] You know what they sayin? They like, Black came to bring the pain Hardcore when he aim, ya dead like a corpse in the grave Thoroughbred winner like the horse in a race Horsepower in the Porsche at ya babe Most foul with playettes, the sport that I played This rap shit, now tell me who important in the game Take it all in the bank, goin through the lanes That's how I feel, a player in my court is my stage Like a boxing match, I'm goin Ali That's not a move, but you could call me the "Lord of the Ring" In the game for the fortune and the fame Every liar's fired like a torch to the flame Bring an arsenal with an arsonist Rhymes hot like the end of the firearm wu=ith firehawk YEAH! [Chorus:] It don't make no sense, how we still be makin those hits People goin crazy when I drop this Or when the bass hit or till the drum kicks Give the drummer some, give the drummer some Give the uh, drummer some, on the drums When they place this in the spot place in the spot watch the people go dumb
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