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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,983
Peak in subgenre #1,070
Uploaded
November 25, 2008
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MP3
MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 2:24
Lyrics
(Hook)(Jay-Z, Everyone)
If you want DieN.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
If you want RoTT.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
If you want Bu113t.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
AfterShock (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
(Verse)(1)(RoTT)
Stand out to the crowd, Spit bars so straight,
Now on a beat, lighting strikes me like trees,
Bars hit deep like a knife in ya' spleen
And the white light shines so bright you can't see,
Flow so strong, Pull em' down in my current,
Whether bass so strong, never pop to the surface,
I leave crowds shocked from the spark I ignite,
To the point were the DJ lost every light,
Watch as I fight and rock the whole stage,
With a verse so full collapsing ya' cage,
Flip another page scribble ripping through the pad,
So fast, The clap turns to a fist hitting glass,
(Hook)(Everyone)
If you want DieN.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
If you want RoTT.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
If you want Bu113t.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
AfterShock (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
(Verse)(2)(Bu113t)
I'm gunning for fun and I'm lunging at you for something,
And every time that you're bluffing, I'll back you down like you nothing
my rhymes spoil beats like a veggie in a garden,
And I carry more leaders/liters then a heavy milk carton
If beef is what I'm sparking then I'm looking for a rare
More questions in your ear, than playing Truth Or Dare
we hear the haters boo but when we start to rap
listen to the beat, when we turn a kick to a clap
Lacing these beats like I'm tying my shoes
and I double knot these ties so they hardly come loose
so complex the frames of bodies seem simple
only cave we in when you seeing a dimple
(Hook)(Everyone)
If you want DieN.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
If you want RoTT.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
If you want Bu113t.. (Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
AfterShock(Bring 'em Out, bring 'em out)
(Verse)(3)(DieN2LivE)
D-I-E you can't be like me,
When I'm laying out and breaking down these type beats,
Wit' a snare and bass on it's T-I-P,
That kicks hard and flips cars that defines heat,
I'll blow the industry down and battle the best,
With a massive breath inhales that can shatter my chest,
I'm badder smashing the ladders then ask for respect,
Cackling laughter I'm backing my tavern as I impress,
The spitting cats reach in the past and watch me bring it back,
Off the top? I got it covered like a Beanie winter hat,
Mastered the flow so after my show,
Everyone will feel like they rapping to Casper the ghost,
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