| Still remember days when no-one gave a shit
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| Now every time I touch a mic' this place is lit
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| Shake your hips, shake your tits
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| Raise your hands, your in my crypt
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| Its been a long time overdue, but that’s cool
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| Mama never raised no fool
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| I’m the most high game in the
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| I was born with a, I kept busy
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| My work rates underrated
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| Maybe I’m part to blame, I held back
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| Never did a runner
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| I use the mic' like a weapon that’s fact, yeah
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| I tell MC’s now I put hammers on tops like a West Ham badge
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| Artilla is back and I’m spittin' like two back to back
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| I say what I want, move how I want
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| Damn near do what I like
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| I tell ‘em when I touch this mic'
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| Every time we turn up in the place
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| You make the it rock
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| They think were fuckin' Aerosmith
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| Unfortunately we’re not
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| All I need’s a stage
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| To bring the flames and make it hot
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| Let me give ‘em what the people want
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| Can’t stop in the beat I’m lost
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| Every time we turn up in the place
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| You make the it rock
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| They think were fuckin' Aerosmith
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| Unfortunately we’re not
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| All I need’s a stage
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| To bring the flames and make it hot
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| Let me give ‘em what the people want
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| Can’t stop in the beat I’m lost
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| Let me tighten' it, and make them all flip
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| From the left to the right
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| Until there’s nowhere safe inside
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| For the tiniest kid, its too hype ‘n' shit
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| It weren’t like that though
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| Two double-o, four-o
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| Yeah I been booed at shows
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| I wanted the world to swallow me whole
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| What a life I’ve lived
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| Now I gain a reaction weighing much more than fraction
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| When I turn up for the action
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| Focus level this head on my shoulders
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| Then tune in to attack them
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| Hope its gonna be another good night with the boys (on tour with the mandem)
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| I know there’s gonna be a whole lot’a noise (a yo with the gang ?)
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| Every time we turn up in the place
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| You make it rock
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| They think we’re fuckin' Aerosmith
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| Unfortunately were not
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| All I need’s a stage
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| To bring the flames and make it hot
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| Let me give ‘em what the people want
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| Can’t stop in the beat I’m lost
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| Every time we turn up in the place
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| You make it rock
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| They think we’re fuckin' Aerosmith
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| Unfortunately were not
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| All I need’s a stage
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| To bring the flames and make it hot
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| Let me give ‘em what the people want
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| Can’t stop in the beat I’m lost
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| Shut the gaff down
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| I ain’t Health & Safety
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| But on the mic' I’m that feisty
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| I’m on fire, drum ‘n' bass couldn’t faze me
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| Grime on the mainstream
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| I got hits that I wrote
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| Late at night, somewhere in a daydream
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| I set them along
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| Visions and things that most of you ain’t seen
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| And never will do
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| No DJ’s ever willed you
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| Live while the cameras film you
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| Crowd going mental who actually feel you
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| Girls going mad at the front
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| Man going mad at the back
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| Everyone knows where it’s at
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| Out to E-double S-E-X
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| And the east side of the map
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| Every time we turn up in the place
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| You make it rock
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| They think we’re fuckin' Aerosmith
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| Unfortunately were not
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| All I need’s a stage
|
| To bring the flames and make it hot
|
| Let me give ‘em what the people want
|
| Can’t stop in the beat I’m lost
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| Every time we turn up in the place
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| You make it rock
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| They think we’re fuckin' Aerosmith
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| Unfortunately were not
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| All I need’s a stage
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| To bring the flames and make it hot
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| Let me give ‘em what the people want
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| Can’t stop in the beat I’m lost
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| Still remember days when no-one gave a shit
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| Now every time I touch a mic' this place is lit
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| Shake your hips, shake your tits
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| Raise your hands, your in my grip |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Make It Hot , by - Devlin. Song from the album The Outcast, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп