BZRK (feat. KB) - Dirty Rice Remix
1-2
1-2-3-4
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-(This is the Remix)
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Hyped up on adrenaline
Feeling like a kid again
But then again
It's a win win win again
So genuine, oh so genuine
Pop pop pop like a firecracker
Crack that back like a chyropracter
I go BZRK on a daily basis
Ya'll recognize me I'm melting faces
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart (heart) rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Somebody call that fire department
Flames turned up at my apartment
Gotta stop drop
Cause it's gettin' hot
Yeah it's gettin' hot
Hot
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart (heart) rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out o' control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
So authentic
O-o-one-sixteen
And the fam in the building homie oh
You know we gotta kill
Keepin' it cataclysmic, chaotic
Calm and cool, and you kiddin', come on
I know you feel it
When the beat drop
Girls like "No you didn't!"
That's my song
Handle my business
Got my witness
Give it a minute
I promise imma wild out
When I get that feelin'
That feelin' of pure adrenaline
Spirit's fillin' me up
Ain't no tellin' homie when it'll end
I know the fire marshall
Gonna' be comin' around to shut this down
He entered the building
And got his hands up to the ceiling now
B-Z-R-K
Goin' off like
Yeezy on stage
All the 808s
Don't need the heartbreaks
Juiced up on faith
Don't play
Everybody in the building go
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go BZRK
(This is the remix)
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
1-2-3-4
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-(This is the Remix)
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Hyped up on adrenaline
Feeling like a kid again
But then again
It's a win win win again
So genuine, oh so genuine
Pop pop pop like a firecracker
Crack that back like a chyropracter
I go BZRK on a daily basis
Ya'll recognize me I'm melting faces
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart (heart) rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Somebody call that fire department
Flames turned up at my apartment
Gotta stop drop
Cause it's gettin' hot
Yeah it's gettin' hot
Hot
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Gonna (gonna getcha) getcha heart (heart) rate
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
Up to the sky
Up-up to the sky
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out o' control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
So authentic
O-o-one-sixteen
And the fam in the building homie oh
You know we gotta kill
Keepin' it cataclysmic, chaotic
Calm and cool, and you kiddin', come on
I know you feel it
When the beat drop
Girls like "No you didn't!"
That's my song
Handle my business
Got my witness
Give it a minute
I promise imma wild out
When I get that feelin'
That feelin' of pure adrenaline
Spirit's fillin' me up
Ain't no tellin' homie when it'll end
I know the fire marshall
Gonna' be comin' around to shut this down
He entered the building
And got his hands up to the ceiling now
B-Z-R-K
Goin' off like
Yeezy on stage
All the 808s
Don't need the heartbreaks
Juiced up on faith
Don't play
Everybody in the building go
B-Z-R-K
Goin' out of control
We are that F-F-5
Goin' digital gold
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
B-Z-R-K
B-Z-B-Z-R-K
Go BZRK
(This is the remix)
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Go BZRK
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Jackson Olds, Solomon Jerome Olds, Robert Joshua Olds, Riley Friesen, Teddy William Boldt, Derek Mount, Nathan Currin, Kevin Burgess
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