GET LOUD
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound (I said)
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound
Bam, the sound it makes when I punch you
Damn, got a brand new track to bump to
Bring it way back with that boom-bap style
Bullet for your thoughts' been out for a while
Double H, yeah I'm based in Portsy
In my mum's car, poolin with homies
Got that boom-bap that I don't do often,
But when I do man that shit be bumpin'
I'm the fourth Beastie Boy
And I'm still alive
I been the freshest muthafucka since I was five
I got bars that are rollin' off these drum breaks
12:37 in the AM dropping heat
Rock my bars like I rock these vans
Fuck shit up because I got no plans
I'm a dangerous motherfucker raising hell
And I'm probably not mentally well
I got seventeen years down
And I get loud with the stereo sound
I got seventeen years down
And I get loud with the stereo sound
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound (I said)
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound
Big B, then Swamp Nuts,
Now the Double H is coming your way
I'm an up-and-comer
Yet to be discovered
Cuz if you give me a mic
Boy, you better take cover
Throwing up rhymes like it's no one's business
Fuck with me, then you're going on my hit list
I wear vans, don't fuck with sneakers
Get in my car and blow out the speakers
Neighbors are calling up riff raff
Cuz I get so loud when I spit tracks
Cops pulling up, motherfuckers detest me
When they hear my bars they try to arrest me
Charged for arson cuz I drop that fire
Broke out of jail cuz I never retire
Scum fucks, I admire
I can't help it, it's just how I'm wired
I'm just kidding, never been to jail
I got no track record, never had to bail
Gotta keep it real, man I ain't no balla
I don't have chains or a '64 Impala
But the point that I make still stands
I'm a fresh motherfucker with a mic in my hand
And if you give me speakers and a crowd?
I'll turn it to a mosh pit when I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound (I said)
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound (I said)
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound
Bam, the sound it makes when I punch you
Damn, got a brand new track to bump to
Bring it way back with that boom-bap style
Bullet for your thoughts' been out for a while
Double H, yeah I'm based in Portsy
In my mum's car, poolin with homies
Got that boom-bap that I don't do often,
But when I do man that shit be bumpin'
I'm the fourth Beastie Boy
And I'm still alive
I been the freshest muthafucka since I was five
I got bars that are rollin' off these drum breaks
12:37 in the AM dropping heat
Rock my bars like I rock these vans
Fuck shit up because I got no plans
I'm a dangerous motherfucker raising hell
And I'm probably not mentally well
I got seventeen years down
And I get loud with the stereo sound
I got seventeen years down
And I get loud with the stereo sound
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound (I said)
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound
Big B, then Swamp Nuts,
Now the Double H is coming your way
I'm an up-and-comer
Yet to be discovered
Cuz if you give me a mic
Boy, you better take cover
Throwing up rhymes like it's no one's business
Fuck with me, then you're going on my hit list
I wear vans, don't fuck with sneakers
Get in my car and blow out the speakers
Neighbors are calling up riff raff
Cuz I get so loud when I spit tracks
Cops pulling up, motherfuckers detest me
When they hear my bars they try to arrest me
Charged for arson cuz I drop that fire
Broke out of jail cuz I never retire
Scum fucks, I admire
I can't help it, it's just how I'm wired
I'm just kidding, never been to jail
I got no track record, never had to bail
Gotta keep it real, man I ain't no balla
I don't have chains or a '64 Impala
But the point that I make still stands
I'm a fresh motherfucker with a mic in my hand
And if you give me speakers and a crowd?
I'll turn it to a mosh pit when I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound (I said)
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
I-I-I-I-I-I get loud
Get down, fuck around
Bump that stereo sound
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Writer(s): Hubert Hoffler
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