Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shifty Shellshock
Shifty Shellshock
Vocals
R. Epique
R. Epique
Guitar
Trouble Valli
Trouble Valli
Guitar
James Bradley Jr.
James Bradley Jr.
Drums
Faydoedeelay
Faydoedeelay
Bass
Bret Mazur
Bret Mazur
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Seth Binzer
Seth Binzer
Songwriter
Bret Mazur
Bret Mazur
Songwriter
Doug Miller
Doug Miller
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Abraham
Josh Abraham
Producer
Bret Mazur
Bret Mazur
Producer
Brian Virtue
Brian Virtue
Mixing Engineer
James Murray
James Murray
Assistant Engineer
Alex Torres
Alex Torres
Assistant Engineer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I can feel it I can feel it I can feel it Toxic Catch a fire, fire it up Corrupt stirrin' it up It's burnin' hot, driftin' Hittin' every slot With a drop kick, it's toxic Trouble, like your girl in a mosh pit I've lost it An' that's the only way that we rock shit Banging heads an' ripping threads If I wasn't rocking shows I'd be better off dead With a one, two One word can destroy your whole crew An' that's toxic An' that's toxic Toxic, loud and obnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that rock-your-block shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking your block With that straight-out-the-box shit Toxic, loud and obnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that rock-your-block shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking your block With that straight-out-the-box shit Toxic Toxic Toxic Toxic A Buddha, ballistic Blacklisted, twist of fate My vocal's fatal As naughty block concoctions rock your cradle I thought I wait 'til the timin' was right to ignite 'Cause people like me, we only come out at night I rock the main line an' party with fine bitches Which is a dirty job, but somebody's got to do it So who's the crew with? More hoes than vivid, lyrics explicit So fuck the critics We leave them hangin' like INXS Toxic, loud and obnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that rock-your-block shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking your block With that straight-out-the-box shit Toxic, loud and obnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that rock-your-block shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking your block With that straight-out-the-box shit Toxic Toxic thresholds of Colombian gold You can't roll how we roll We possess your soul and push the panic Is it godly or satanic? Toxic or organic? Manic minds, refined or frantic Just the way we planned it See, we be stomping around the planet An' we stand alone We infiltrate your chromosomes No clone, our DNA has got a strain of its own An' it's toxic Toxic Toxic Toxic, loud and obnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that rock-your-block shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking your block With that straight-out-the-box shit Toxic, loud and obnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that rock-your-block shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking your block With that straight-out-the-box shit Toxic Toxic Toxic Toxic Toxic
Writer(s): Cathy Dennis, Pontus Winnberg, Christian Karlsson, Henrik Jonback Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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