Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song RING THE ALARM, artist - Joey Bada$$. Album song ALL-AMERIKKKAN BADA$$, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cinematic, Pro Era
Song language: English
RING THE ALARM |
I was born runnin' with the baton |
Now I’m known as the young intellectual don |
Until I’m gone, where I’m from, the real don’t get along |
With the fake, look me in the face, eyes of the storm |
You don’t want none |
No beef could never hurt me |
I be on my Istanbul, they cold turkey |
Firstly, it’s the double entendre monster |
Takin' haunted constant trips through your conscious |
So be cautious |
If it call for it, we leavin' corpses |
The causes of the coffin is the broken clauses |
Skeletons in my closet, tomorrow’s never promised |
Never mind it because we immortals regardless |
Real G’s move in silence like my designer |
Intertwined with the timeless, divine higher powered |
I was drippin' in the gold since a minor |
Sittin' on my throne, overlookin' my empire, uh, uh |
Resurrection of real, you niggas fake |
Never second-guessin' my kill, so choose your fate |
'Cause I’m born runnin' with the baton, a tickin' time bomb |
Nigga, better ring the alarm, uh |
Resurrection of real, you niggas fake |
Never second-guessin' my kill, so choose your fate |
'Cause I’m born runnin' with the baton, a tickin' time bomb |
Nigga, better ring the alarm, uh |
So keep it spinnin', disc jocker |
Flick the wrist, don’t risk that, partner |
These niggas impostors, we movin' like the mobsters |
One false move, have 'em sleepin' with the lobsters, huh |
So keep it spinnin', disc jocker |
Flick the wrist, don’t risk that, partner |
These niggas impostors, we movin' like the mobsters |
One false move, have 'em sleepin' with the… |
It’s the ALL-AMERIKKKAN BADA$$ |
Who you mad at? |
They ain’t have to ask that |
Attack with the backlash, where’s my cash at? |
Runnin' all through NASDAQ, strap in my backpack |
Goin' off the knack, dopeboy in the Cadilac |
Havin' flashbacks, wish a nigga would clap back |
Hit 'em with the blackjack, goin' through a stack fast |
I snap with the raps, I make 'em bring the whole track back |
Niggas get smacked with the realer |
When I drop, it’s all killer, no filler |
So you better not make a wrong move, nigga |
I’ll personally deliver each shot that won’t miss ya |
And when it hit ya, it’s no warnin' |
We bombardin', me and my squadron |
If you want it, get your army |
We droppin' bombs calmly |
This is no party |
Any scraps left, we just feed 'em to the zombies |
Death before dishonor, I die for my brethren |
This is a stick-up, ocean’s 47 |
Ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in |
Ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in |
Death before dishonor, I die for my brethren |
This is a stick-up, ocean’s 47 |
Ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in |
Ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in |
Ring the alarm, we ain’t keepin' it calm |
Need a reason to see the dog, break the leash and I’m on |
Was hungry when I started, more ravenous as I evolve |
Caution hazardous, inflictin' damages, I can’t recall, uh |
Rich in spirit when I broke some laws |
I’m breakin' even with my Pros against all the odds |
Made my words cut deep, you gon' need some gauze |
And that alcohol, we only goin' bar for bar |
You know I blacked out, they bring the track out, I lay the smack down |
Remember nights on the dirty mattress in the trap house? |
I snapped out and flipped it around to where I’m at now |
Livin' legend, finally back up on the map now |
Resurrection of real, let’s bring it back |
It ain’t even about the bars, they bumpin' whatever slaps now (Uh) |
All I hear that ad-lib rappin' on my SoundCloud |
Sick of the trash out, this is the crackdown |
Likkle bwoy dun backchat we’ll bury ya |
Big metal ting, ya get capped in AmeriKKKa |
Beast Coast regime (La Cosa Nostra) |
My team supreme (Fuck around and smoke ya) |
Death before dishonor, I die for my brethren |
This is a stick-up, ocean’s 47 |
Ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in |
Ring the alarm, if a war yuh wan get in |
Ring the alarm |
Ring the alarm |
Ring the alarm |
Ring the alarm |