Jungle Bash
(专辑: Knock Madness - 2013)
[Intro] Oh shit We about to go to the
mother fucking jungle on this bitch [Verse 1: Hopsin] Uh, yeah Yo, you gain some you lose some I
blaze like some hookah I
rock the
crowd, leave the
fucking place looking gruesome How you think you killing shit with basic ass maneuvers? (What?) The
games fake, filled with more snakes than Medusa I'm going Hollywood (hah!) you was lied to I
only buy it if it benefits survival I
had a
busted whip but real shit it didn't drive smooth I
had to open up the
door to order in the
drive thru I'm so rugged and low budget, so fuck it I'm cold blooded To top it off, all the
hoes love it Go dumb, leave the
microphone bloody see? I'm so cold yall might leave with your nose running See I
got a
fat flow, putting bars to rest I
roll up like I'm rick Ross's Neck Ripping it up and keeping it funky like I'm DAS EFX I'm flawless? Yes. My flow will dissolve your flesh, c'mon [Hook: x2] Me and my boy, we've been on it for years You might get snatched up if you try to come around here Say Ehhh! (Ehhh!) Ayeee! (Ayeee!) [Verse 2: SwizZz] Alright! Let's have fun hop! Woo! C'mon! S-W, I
am not here to trouble you I
just came to chill, sip and drink, and smoke a
blunt or two Slicker than a
tub of lube, blow me like a
cup of soup Had to fly to Decatur and came back huffing glue Thanks Jarren, I
could use a
new habit Turn the
volume to the
max so we can knock it like madness We been on this shit for years and we still doing damage You're at a
disadvantage, take cover, the
bomb has been planted We bout to blow up like a
doll, little nigga don't get involved The
way she shaking her booty, her parents would be appalled The
temperatures heating up and I'm stripping down to my drawers Exceeding my limits, forget it, we bouncing off the
walls (watch out) You're coming up short like a
midget up on his knees Nigga please, I
carry 'round sore enemies What the
fuck you mean? We ain't gonna stop, so stop You got it twisted like the
bottom line Bwa-bwaaaaa-boo yea [Hook x2] [Bridge:] If y'all down with the
H-O-P And three Z's then please repeat after me Say ay! Ay! Ayy! (Ay! Ay! Ayy!) If y'all down with the
H-O-P And three Z's then please repeat after me Say Ay-ay-ay-yeah! (Ay-ay-ay-yeah!) [Verse 3: Hopsin & SwizZz] [SwizZz:] Yo, we keeping it raw, now hand me the
ball And I'm a
score for sho though We killing the
villain and touching the
ceiling the
minute we walk in the
door [Hopsin:] I
been the
remedy, niggas is feeling me when I
be dropping the
dope flow Drilling my enemies, when they be grilling me Niggas know Hop is loco, fo sho tho [SwizZz:] And I
still got you for the
low dough [Hopsin:] Yo, you wanna learn to body a
track, come to the
dojo [SwizZz:] You know bro, the
closest they get is probably a
photo [Hopsin:] Yea these niggas ain't allowed to pick up a
mic no more [Hook x2] [Outro:] Ha, it's the
Jungle Bash (yee!) Yea (ow) Hopsin (Hop) three Z's (me) Mr. SwizZzle Fish (hahaha hi) Yea, Funk Volume (what? Yup) Its Funk Volume (ha, yup) Its Funk Volume (uh, naw) FV motherfucker (hoo-hoo)