Lyrics Neck Breakin' - Jehst

Neck Breakin'

(I know you’re tired of bouncing so check this here
We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year
Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow)
Oi (Eh, yo)
What’re you trying to do?
You’ll get yammed like feeding time at the zoo (Rah!)
Billy Brimsteez, on beats like these, spit lyrics with ease
(He's back)
I told ya
(He's back)
Like Ultra
Magnetic
When I set it
They’re not nearly ready for the energetic
(High power) Adrenaline level
Energy booster
Shooter
Aimed at any enemy trooper
Blasting my nuclear bazooka
Souvenir t-shirt, «Welcome to the future!»
Yo, I got soul like verruca
Coop for the chickens
And I’m holding my rooster
(Rapper) slash super-duper producer
Wake up in the morning, put the fruit in the juicer
With a pint of Sambuca
Light up the bouda
This ain’t the flavour you’re used to
So acquire the taste
I set fire to your place
Then admire the place
(I know you’re tired of bouncing so check this here
We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year
Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow
I know you’re tired of bouncing so check this here
We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year
Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow)
Yo, it’s the intergalactic
The neurotic neu-romantic
All day I cause chaos on road like Smokey and the Bandit
You’re still nursery rhyming
Vertically climbing
Virtually silent
When I’m in the room
I bring the boom
UV light so the hybrids can bloom
(With the solar power)
Bun the sunflower
I spit scripts with a mouthful of gunpowder (Yeehaw!)
It’s the Brimstone cowboy (King of the town, boy)
Kill off any soundbwoy
(I know you’re tired of bouncing so check this here
We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year
Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow
I know you’re tired of bouncing so check this here
We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year
Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow)
Ayo, I’m skyline skating
Rainbow surfing
For you Earthlings it’s a little unnerving
If not deeply disturbing
Verbal commercial preserved in the earth-tin (Burning)
Kick back with a zig-zag (Stomach churning)
Make 'em reach for the sick bags
I sip six-packs then I rip tracks
Catch whiplash when your whip cracks
Dick splash on the sugar walls
MCs drown in the sweat from my
It’s the call of the wildman
Child of the woodland
Squeezing the carplan
Smash tracks the Mussolini pin pan
(Billy Brimstone) And the sound of his big band
Rocking my nuke proof garms like Optimus Prime with an octogazaar
(I know you’re tired of bouncing so check this here
We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year
Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow
I know you’re tired of bouncing so check this here
We got the neck-breaking, club-shaking beat for this year
Yeah so peep the steelo and the flow)