Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If You Want To, artist - Travis Barker. Album song Give The Drummer Some, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
If You Want To |
The mind’s all a flutter, no pigs on the gig |
No swine for the supper, no wine in the cupboard |
Everything of mine must show signs of the suffer |
And keep you oppressed in the utter struggle |
But keep it all fresh like Tupper |
One of the tougher gingerbread men out the cutter |
Skin ain’t Huck Finn but I ain’t nigga Jim motherfucker |
I’m more like Clubba, from the uppercut of the gutter |
Never kowtow, I won’t bow down to the bull like Kolkata |
They ain’t what I’m rapping for I rather be a matador |
So tartare or rather raw |
I know that sounds fucked up like a reptoid |
But it’s no Ruth’s Chris, if I lose, so I choose |
To keep it seeing red like Crips and Pirus |
How he the guy who rise to high school |
Schooled at Cooley High who’s highs denied students |
Till it’s time to rise up, ride for our views |
Tired of all the lies won’t to abide by y’all’s rules |
AKs and IQs 'til my skies are light blue |
Hey, I must admit it, I ain’t shamed I’m the best, oh |
They’ve been bitten, that’s why I pissed off the rest, oh |
Niggas is jealous 'cause what I got restin' on my neck, oh |
'Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a G4 |
Mug if you want to, bug if you want to |
Chill if you want to, drug if you want to |
Build if you want to, joke if you want to |
Disrespect me, that’s what you won’t do |
That’s what you won’t do |
Been around a world and things that I’ve seen |
These things get turned into things that I sing |
Things ringing together with similes in between |
Been mean since a teen, since little green marines |
I’ve been, mean, jean |
Ming, green, lean, dream |
Bending, king, bling-bling, three rings |
Ring-lings, home owned, oh, is, yeah |
To move towards it, I had ta route 4 it |
Like the home team, now I be all in |
Singing that Queen, Somebody to Love |
Rhapsody Bohemian, We Are Champions |
You don’t wanna bite the dust better stay on your scene |
I drop the lyric whip bible king |
You can document it Columbine bowling |
I got the spirit I require no wings |
A fly MC rivet in my pants, just to buy pearl wings |
Then wear 'em on the covers of your magazines |
Feeling real yetti in my size fourteens |
Trying to |
Hey, I must admit it, I ain’t shamed I’m the best, oh |
They’ve been bitten, that’s why I pissed off the rest, oh |
Niggas is jealous 'cause what I got restin' on my neck, oh |
'Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a G4 |
Mug if you want to, bug if you want to |
Chill if you want to, drug if you want to |
Build if you want to, joke if you want to |
Disrespect me, that’s what you won’t do |
That’s what you won’t do |
I’m performin' mama, hey |
Now ain’t nobody knowin' me, mama |
All these hoe’s on me, mama |
Why the hell you ain’t want me mama? |
Hey |
I’m performin', mama |
Now ain’t nobody knowin' me, mama, hey |
All these hoe’s on me, mama |
Why the hell you ain’t want me mama? |
Hey |
Success is my friend |
Who knew that when I grew up I’d be just like him |
Expect my roar if you reject my whim |
Erect my law and respect my pim |
I bring the pain |
Method Man, I bring the pain |
S & M shout to Fam-Lay, one of my bestest friends |
Shine killers send all of your death threats in |
I’ll just reply with excess wins |
Please God, correct my sins, and protect my kin |
As I jet set headrest up and my leg-rest in |
Let’s go |
Hey, I must admit it, I ain’t shamed I’m the best, oh |
They’ve been bitten, that’s why I pissed off the rest, oh |
Niggas is jealous 'cause what I got restin' on my neck, oh |
'Cause it took me from down underground to soarin' like a G4 |
Mug if you want to, bug if you want to |
Chill if you want to, drug if you want to |
Build if you want to, joke if you want to |
Disrespect me, that’s what you won’t do |
That’s what you won’t do |
Hey, oh, oh, oh, oh |