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libretto - volume lyrics

[intro: jumbo the garbageman, (scratches)]
(“pump the volume!” “pump+pump…” “turn it up!”)
turn me up some (“pump the volume!”)
turn me up, n+gga (“ain’t loud enough!”)
this is what happens… (“turn it up!!!”)
lifesavas, libretto, turn it up on n+ggas

[verse 1: jumbo of the lifesavas, (libretto)]
ok, i’m the reason for the super villan classic
fat caps to tag the flagship, to rap this
galactus, catching casualties ‘cross the galaxy
burn the dance floor, do that dance, and bring upgrades to battle me
southern baptist back+twist back to reality
my hands’ll be slapping any man
trained with sticky hands, legend of wing chun
we win, son – and lose none
six million styles to try, you wan’ die? turn me up some!
aim, focus, and fire slow
my eyes glow, in the black light
“punks jump up to get bеat” with some ackrite
(“you n+ggas ain’t that tight!”) gimme that mic
charliе hustle aka pete rose, got your hood pass revoked, it means the streets closed
the game of life, ain’t no cheat codes
independent music – it’s the path we chose
dirty decibels, we call ’em dbs
tell them undercover mc’s, pump the volume
[chorus: scratches]
“pump the volume!”
“pump+pump+pump the volume!” “turn it up!”
“pump the volume” “ain’t loud enough!”
“pump+pump+pump the volume!” “say ‘turn it up!!!'”

[verse 2: libretto, (scratches)]
yo… yo… it go – bang your fist on the wall like this
bang your fist, just bang your fist
c’mon, bang your fist on the wall like this – lunchroom, table session, ’86
blazing swift, pure dope, so take a sniff
slum funk, raw and uncut
(“pump the volume!”) turn it up to the max
djs – keep spinning the wax
keep the dance floors packed while i sharpen my axe
swing swords, i’m a lumberjack
mc’s – exit with speed, before your ears’ll bleed
style wars with jumbo, let’s proceed with no gimmicks
raw beats and lyrics for all you so+called critics
picture painted vivid, no choice but get with it
we supplyin’ demand, expand fans to j+pan
bullet proof barb wire terms (darts!)
fake cats relax, sit back, this here’s hard to earn
style captured in a glass vial, liquid foul
dangerous dosage, flammable, ferocious by volume
everybody, everybody, everbody…
[chorus: scratches]
“pump the volume!”
“pump+pump+pump the volume!” “turn it up!”
“pump the volume” “ain’t loud enough!”
“pump+pump+pump the volume!” “say ‘turn it up!!!'”

[verse 3: vursatyl of the lifesavas, (scrathes)]
reach through the speaker, choke you for questioning
the earthquake in your headphones, nearly deafening
king above king and i roll with nothing lesser than
spray the ave, i toe+tag the last specimens
dance ’til the death, pencil strokes are poison
“without a pause” since p.e. brought the noise in
tax ya money, sick of diggin’ out shrapnel, dunny
sold the soul and i unwrap your mummy, oblivion
tribal dance, chant ‘pon zion, we begun
cross the sudan, bantu join the hun
cold cadaver, stick a fork in ’em, “is he done?”
upper room, feast, the beast is loose – run!
“burn hollywood burn,” rays from the sun
zulu nation assemble, under groove 1
5 billion on my front line, ya not wan’ problems!
(“pump+pump the volume!” “turn it up!”)
meltdown, sound+off in sonic melee
doomsday soirée, soon come y’all way
“vurs bomaye” – frequency tyranny, y’all ain’t hearin’ me
[chorus: scratches]
“pump the volume!”
“pump+pump+pump the volume!” “turn it up!”
“pump the volume” “ain’t loud enough!”
“pump+pump+pump the volume!” “say ‘turn it up!!!'”
“pump++!”
“pump++!” “turn it up!”
“pump the volume!” “ain’t loud enough!”
“pump the volume!”
“pump+pump++!” “turn it up!” “ain’t loud enough!”
“pump+pump++!” “say ‘turn it up!!!'”
“pump the volume!” “turn it up!” “ain’t loud enough!”

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