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styles of beyond - nine thou (grant mohrman superstars remix clean) lyrics

hu, i’m like hu+hu
hu, i’m like hu+hu

[verse 1: tak]
aiyyo, first things first
it’s time to shake ground in the eighth round
box battle and break down
for the beak in the rhyme tone
jump in the cyclone
s+t+y+l+e+s, yes i know
give the rap scene vaccine
packed red beam
put ’em up, huh
you plucked a bad seed
off the wall, spittin’ the guerilla tag team
what’s up now, duck down stuff that can’t breathe
[verse 2: ryu]
yo+ you know the routine, the demon effect
please, don’t step, you wanna be one of my pet peeves
the more beef the better; sound strange
but you all wanna creep together, okay?
in the club with a cheesy sweater
why not? we got so much street credit, the rookie police let us
now that’s foolish, cause we don’t act sweet
’cause i can run ten laps in a track meet

[hook]
kick it+ movin’ it’s on now
making it punk loud
shaking the buck wild
rakin’ the punk style
fakin’ the funk pal
dunk watch the punk
what now? watch your battleship get sunk down
cl!ck, pow, nine, thou, what? just what i thought what’s up now?
cl!ck, pow, nine, thou, what? just what i thought what’s up now?

hu, i’m like hu+hu

[verse 3: ryu]
hold it down, never give in
styles ever get limbs
or whether you want it to end
dirt’ em again, i burn ’em again
’05, serving them since
or 30 your friends get knocked out, turbulent wind
hopped out, what you want, take a look at my grin
i’m a fish, you can tell by the hookers & fins
c’mon
[verse 4: takbir]
yo!, i got a rock style
pivot the offspring and joke with ’em
with a distorted guitar stream
who am i? russian roulette? who and tak?
pushin’ your bed hotter than quebec in july
area 5+1, stereo, rive gun live
here we go, s+o+b drop some
for the kids in the hall with the new block tape
blast from both angles like boondock saints
so get up, get up and let the sound hit ya
snap this audio+style picture, uh!

[hook 2]
kick it+ movin’ it’s on now
making it punk loud
shaking the buck wild
rakin’ the punk style
fakin’ the funk pal
dunk watch the punk
what now? watch your battleship get sunk down
cl!ck, pow, nine, thou, what? just what i thought what’s up now?
cl!ck, pow, nine, thou, what? just what i thought what’s up now?

hu, i’m like hu+hu
[verse 5: takbir]
uh!, who the h+ll wear splittin’ the belly up on a selfish
shinnin’ in your style playin’ the fell blitz
drillin’ your brain, like rap and video games
spin the +++, with the styles, +++ into your veins

[verse 6: ryu]
yo!, what kind of stuff has he drawn?
(really is styles, really)
be on, c’mon punk shove off, you really gotta be gone
ripped out of your brain
tripped over your lip to dispossess your b+game
what’s with this, chilling eating kibbles’n bits?
there ain’t enough street +++, talking the globe, i can’t fit, get it?
i’m sick with it, when i spit the venom and it drips up in ’em in ‘it
and it get’s the women in a quick dilemma, we can settle it now
and i don’t know who did it but they said it was styles

[outro]
cl!ck, pow, nine, thou, what? just what i thought what’s up now?
hu, i’m like hu+hu
hu, i’m like hu+hu
cl!ck, pow, nine, thou, what? just what i thought what’s up now?
cl!ck, pow, nine, thou, what? just what i thought what’s up now?
i’m like hu

- styles of beyond lyrics

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