ps the rebels - loud lyrics
loud
(pihon verse 1)
back for the first time like i never left
so i gotta keep it cool like i never sweat
in grade school teacher said i was illiterate
funny, cause now i’m considered a lyricist
mind frame militant, never fight fair
if you sleeping on me thats a nightmare
bottom of the slum, yea i reside there
turn it up loud enough to brake ya i pioneer-speakers
put a foot in like sneakers
and so im rappin (wrap in) joints like reefa
so high, no rocket could keep up
no lie, even dhalsim couldn’t reach us
oh my, let it bang like a 45
on my, g g grind like theres no time
like cars on bridges i go over drive
if radio play this song of mine, turn it up
(hook x2)
turn it up loud
let the speakers knock
turn it up loud
till they call the cops
turn it up loud
we can’t stop
turn it up loud,loud,loud,loud
(samuill verse)
turn it up loud, and let me get a hold of the crowd
with predicates adjectives verbs nouns
yea you heard the sound, my name is samuill i come from a town
where kids with rifles can hold the crown
yea, im talkin blaka blaka.. yea we never scared
happens every year
parents where barley there
and we really don’t believe in heaven h-ll
n-ggas believe in revenue, and setting their own rule
so i set mine, incline
and find me a think dime in a nick of time
and try to handle my problems up in mind
as bumpin to these rhymes, with blunt big size
turn it up loud! till the neighbor’s threatn to call the law men
yea why you stallin, go ahead call em
i can take all em, the goblin
and just to cause a bigger problem i turn it up loud!
(hook x2)
turn it up loud
let the speakers knock
turn it up loud
till they call the cops
turn it up loud
we can’t stop
turn it up loud,loud,loud,loud
(pihon verse 3)
here we go again,rapping over instruments
attracting women that a fine like a ticket in
the windshield, i’m just an immigrant
africa’s villages where lions and k!llers live
is where i’m from, the way i am
when hot 97 ever play my jam
turn it up real loud till you break a gl-ss
but these hataz hoping and keep praying i land
at the bottom where the roaches at
homeboy i survived death i’m supposed to rap
no time for commitment i told her that
im’a grind till my shows are over packed
like raaa, louder than a shotgun blast
pow, till i get a but load of cash
cow ain’t me, get your own stacks
now, back to my raps, turn it up loud
(hook x2)
turn it up loud
let the speakers knock
turn it up loud
till they call the cops
turn it up loud
we can’t stop
turn it up loud,loud,loud,loud
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