Sick Tight

Head rush, come on, we take the stage
What's up? It's on
This is a blow up, so just listen up
Just take your mouth off interrupt

We came to throw down, it's a showdown
An' you know why, we never lie, get the lowdown, son
We're mashin' an' bashin', the stage we're crashin'
You're on the roof, I know you're dancin'

I bet we get the people jumpin' overseas
An' I know why you're bustin' MP3s
The shit, shit shocker, the hip-hop rocker
Wiser than Baraka, stronger than Chewbacca

Kiss never did this nor Ozzy Osbourne
Shakin' that ass, shakin' your firstborn
Back to the future an' past to the front
We appear like adrenaline, it's just that blunt

Two score an' five we came alive
A minor blow up has started
A song for the newly sane and
The brokenhearted

Head rush, come on, we take the stage
And what's up? It's on
From midnight 'til daylight
You best believe that we're sick tight

You're cryin' 'bout your life, I think it is absurd
What could be so bad, you come from the suburbs

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