Lyrics:
BK representative Problemz
DJ Honda
"We don't play when it's time to slay"
"Kill the noise"
Check it yo
Bench pressin rappers be givin
the cure for hip-hop, the medicine, so come and get it
It's the medicine, this is how we swing it
Suckers want noise, I advise them to bring it
We're the punx
We're the fucking punx
We're few, but we are real
The way we fucking feel
This noise is for real
You know who we are
We're
anybody for three days
I wanna be alone
The jarring silence helps me see
Shut out the noise so I can just be
So I can just be
So I can just be, be
a long gun
If you a lame, nigga you ain't making no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young that's my choice
Get money, get
We lost our minds, we danced all night
Picked up right where we left off
Raised hell with the boys
Made all kinds of noise
Singing at the top
could write just a little less
Wish I could cry, end all the noise up inside my head
When it's over, it's over, it's over
It's over
I'm watching
like a long gun
If you a lame nigga you ain't making no noise
Get faded, turn up with the big boys
Live fast, die young that's my choice
Get money,
is the safest place you've found
The only noise beating out is ours
Lacing our tea from honey jars
These accidents of faith and nature
They tend
back in the same day
Meet the motherfucking flockers (meet the)
(Make money-money, make money-money-money) meet the flockers
Make some noise if
everything
I am the one who will remember everything
I am the one who will remember everything
We drink the smoke, we ride the noise
We drink the smoke,
We did not fade from noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
This is not to depict hesitation
A silent gesture for princess'
Among the headstones you played as boys
Crypts and tombs like a roomful of toys
Just up the river from the smoke and the noise
Gethsemane
I'm rich
Like a hot noise
Rich rich rich
I'll take you out, boy
So stuck up
I wish you'd stick in to me
Flesh ripped off
Raw
Hey!
Turnin'
It's the terror that you've gotta miss
And I wanna see you right in front of death
Your eyes will shine
We're all alone and there is no noise
death, (do you see) burning there,
(Yes) Red smile (yes) white noise, fade to black, nobody cares.
Wake up now, try to run, howling pain, burning sun,
this hard-on
That's okay
All the noise you're playing after hours
Sounds like hot shit to me
All the noise you're playing after hours
You could
he's lost his joke now
A communication from the one lined joke
A stand up comic and a rock musician
Making so much noise you don't know when
the instrument quivered and cried."O Alas!"
And blow as he would, though he made a great noise,
The flute would play only "The Protestant Boys".
Bob jumped up
neighbors next door down on the next floor
[jacky jasper] sorry bout the noise last night
[dr. dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
cream in the cold project apartment
I used to see rats dance, my aunt used to lay down the poison
And say, "why'all makin too much noise and.."
(too
from everything
Just to see a dream come true
So God bless the boys who make the noise
On 16th Avenue
With a million dollar spirit
And an old
back to the place you are
All my instincts they return
The grand façade so soon will burn
Without a noise without my pride
I reach out from the inside
yet you pray the noise would clear your mind
keep still and let the unknown
tear you from your thoughts and
set you free (from the games you play)
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