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lirik lagu prophets of rage (deu) - bandwagon

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[intro]
styxx is here, stones is here
ewol is here, yeti is here
lucien is here, and the end is here
styxx got the front, superjam got the rear

[verse 1: styxx]
styxx, hey, the rhymes are nick’s
true to what it kicks
yup, uh, true, uh, to the name
with no shame, even when i get a lot of fame
i’ll still stay the same, struggling, paying dues
but, hey, no pain, hey, no gain, uh
i’m ready to blow up, so, jam
why don’t you light the fuse
the choice is yours and mine so at that
i will choose to create my own, uh
type of flow and flip, uh, what i know
but, you, the average joe
will pick it up from
what the others show
quick, uh, to the top
quick, uh, with the bucks
from your rags to a tux, but
back to the rags because you ain’t no more
in the billboard mags
i just tell it how it is and that’s the way it goes
fast to make foes for those that cast a fake pose
i’ll never forget those that have been down ever since
without any fans, i can’t climb over the fence
so i thank you very much. now, ladies and gents
i’m out. grabbing my dollar fifty cents
earnest nonsense
[chorus]
who gives a f~ck about what they like
who gives a f~ck about they, ey, ey
who gives a f~ck about what they like
who gives a f~ck about they

[verse 2]
i don’t care what is in, i don’t care what is out
fashion and fads ain’t what i’m all about
oh he’s wearing this, she’s doing that
same position different route
just as long as i think that the sh~t’s the haps
hey man i got the new sh~t
push eject, that sh~t is old
this is going on hot
that is going off cold
you can be an individual
and still be in a group
you’re worried about um
what’s the latest scoop
hmm you on the jazz tip
oh now you on the funk
you kicks the real sh~t
man that’s just a bunch of junk
the vibes come from within
you know underneath my skin
yeah something to bump to
but to me it is an art
ay k!lls are like blood
they pump straight from the heart
you can’t be me, can’t see me
so how you gonna touch
i won’t ever slip, atop
position locked
i love hip hop much
i’ll cut off my left hand
and put a mic in its place
won’t talk behind your back
will always be up in your face
if you’re thinking that i fall off
thinking that i sell out
i’m thinking you better get the h~ll out
[chorus]
who gives a f~ck about what they like
who gives a f~ck about they, ey, ey
who gives a f~ck about what they like
who gives a f~ck about they

[verse 3]
surprise, the six foot three in size is on
the motherf~cking rise styles are
what i specialize
the one seventy~eight in weight came to
demonstrate, wait, liminate, wait
i mean, segregate the weak from the unique
you’re going up sh~t creek
or going down the river
push you down the waterfall
ain’t nothing but slaughter
you ain’t got the gall
guts, b~lls, nuts
your mouth shuts when i enter the arena
so you can get the weiner
go sit in corner, wear the dunce hat
don’t diss me for color because
all of us were once black
jump back, pump that
into your brain cells
inside your skull
where our motherf~cking
brain dwells
but, i can tell that our brain
smells of stupidity
that’s why you sweat me
like humidity
plus you pop sh~t about
making pop sh~t
speaking of the smell you want to crossover?
cool
but, pats, please be careful
before you paw in the pool
[scratch break]


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