killers, Skateboard kids, successful drug dealers, Pro snowboarders, and bikers they all feel us. I guess its the adrenaline rush that flows in us. Run
elite mobster Love my onions diced up real little Wiped up, gotta eat when it's real brittle Poke your nose is where I go with the catboats 11 Sammy, the Bull
maggots in pork I'm dark and damp, enough to rush amps With the jaws of a flat bull or rusty can Danger, danger, danger, danger Danger, danger, danger
fuck around and catch a bullet in yo forehead, ya heard me? This ain't the 80's where you get a nickel sack and a hoodrat A 40-ounce of Red Bull and
HELL FELT LIKE I WAS LOCK IN JAIL DIONG ALL THIS SHIT I DID NOT NOW I CAN DO THAT WELL STILL IN THE CUT YOUNG BUCK STILL IN A RUSH 14 TEEN STILL GIONG
know that you dam sure Let your drip on the dance floor if you wanna Get down That, that bust gats Better let 'em in 'fore they rush that 'cuz they wanna
from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'll leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat
ya bust like a baloon I'm stuck inside of ya womb From the night to the noon, shit. But I'm likely to move And rush right in the room And fuck like it
off like I'm just browsin' Catch you for your valuables, starvin'? Now you're full but never should you doubt the pull of one who chargin' at the bull
bull frogs Yeah, our idea of getting crazy has a lot To do with just getting lazy On a patch quilted blanket We'll put the brakes on the rush Yeah,
Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle. Dance Bum rush the speaker
betta' raze it up Right now We gonna hit you up with the joints Like bow Blast nasty, fight pow Styles takin' you to the bank Me bulls pack shanks Lick
from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock, so they'll leave me alone Bulls jacket with his hat
To look around before I choked And now I'll fight both tooth and nail Until I get when I'm going to get I'll hang on with the jaws of a pit bull I won
and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light-up a stage and wax a chump like a candle Dance, go rush the speaker that booms I'm killing
I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle Dance Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killin your
cold But you been talkin' that shit But you been talkin' that shit But you been talkin' that shit But you been talkin' that shit Dance, bum rush the
to be an astronaut but he failed He's headed to the moon though didn't want to see jail barrel in the mouth with no doubts blown out skull no bull Jonny