Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crowd / Applause at a Pop Concert, artist - Sound Effects. Date of issue: 04.04.2009
Song language: English
Crowd / Applause at a Pop Concert |
| It ain’t sinnin' if you winnin' |
| I want anarchy at shows |
| I want bitches showin' titties |
| I want blood and broken bones |
| Trippin' off that chemical |
| LSD you better know |
| This is just a steppin' stone |
| Mosh pits and heavy smokeMosh pits heavy smoke |
| Mosh, mosh, mosh |
| Mosh pits heavy smoke |
| Mosh, mosh, moshLet’s go |
| Sarge Ayu, shooting star blue moon |
| Young red god reppin' that coast |
| We comin' up, the opposition fucked |
| Get em' to the morgue they gon' croak |
| I hate when a nigga ain’t wit' it |
| Come stand front stage at one of our shows |
| Better get back before you get attacked by the pack of the wolves |
| My immaculate souls |
| In with the mosh pit you better clear space |
| Fuck with the gods we live up the place |
| Music and trancing your chromosome flame |
| We’re lighting the way, cause an eternal change |
| Chemical balance, mix acid with cane |
| OG only blow potent on the stage |
| Money in the bank but Never slipped but i tripped already |
| If i’m fucking her she sucked dick already |
| Wild boy ain’t shit you could tell me |
| Meechavelli, tattoos on belly |
| And i got a case of Old English with me |
| And i keep that fire stored when i roll with sticky |
| Clockwork Indigo, nigga we mobbin' |
| Fuck is your problem, go get your mosh inKnow that i’m with it, i handle my |
| business |
| I’m moshing with niggas that hold up my image |
| I mosh with my killas, the beast coast offenders |
| The spliff got me gone at the least til November |
| The indigo union, the movement is now |
| Them clockwork individuale |
| That’s Issa, Arc, and Meech the dark |
| Juice got the heart, AK’ll spark thatNow hold up, hold up, you don’t do drugs? |
| (You used that line before!) |
| Bitch so what? |
| Igniting my spliff, let’s fight in the pit |
| I walk in the crowd like i’m christ in this bitch |
| Bounce, bounce, come on, bounce |
| Anybody in the crowd with an half an ounce |
| I got LSD, shrooms, DMTToo you don’t smoke weed, cool more for meBeen a 1000 |
| days since i been sober |
| But my karma so clean i dont need no love |
| Puff trees and act up, and throw them hands up |
| Elevated clan stay lifted on mad skunk |
| If you got asthma to the wall like plasma |
| Cause we don’t give a fuck you and your ass get crushed |
| Clockwork anthem, just mosh and have fun |
| Come out and see the gang |
| You better bring your loveNigga who that, Juicy come through |
| Clockwork clique shit, yeah this ain’t the popeYes i slit your throat |
| Bars wicked like government officials with pistols |
| Itching with a Beretta to get ya |
| Shoot you, then get off, they miss you |
| The world is twisted so fuck the rules |
| My mind constricted with mushrooms |
| Clockwork bitch, this us dude |
| Bloody, gory, niggas ain’t worth it |
| Smoke up, I started, I’m rolling againNickname Black Jesus, I’m born to win |
| You gon' learn today |
| My niggas ball to win |
| Sweat drip-drip off the microphone |
| Zombie baked bitch, Juicy be on |