Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Panic Attack , by - Versatile. Release date: 20.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Panic Attack |
| Step into the mix its the most dangerous headbanger |
| Run into the kip and fucking swing a sledgehammer |
| Step into the mix its the most dangerous headbanger |
| Run into the kip and fucking swing a sledgehammer |
| Step into the mix its the most dangerous headbanger |
| Run into the kip and fucking swing a sledgehammer |
| Step into the mix its the most dangerous headbanger |
| Run into the kip and fucking swing a sledgehammer |
| One step, two step with the gang, ah-ah-ah |
| Gonna leave this kip with a bang, so get the fuck |
| Everyone knows what I’m on, where I’m from, how I am |
| If you don’t know then you should’ve asked |
| Gonna leave this kip in the two by two, way lows on the mic |
| Bear with me |
| Every time I drink it does end up like an episode of Fair City |
| Big fat keys, big fat hole on ye |
| Big lad like ye, big strong lad |
| Get down, get down |
| Do the slut drop then pick it up |
| Dublin repping, Calvin Klein’s baby, mix it up |
| Pour out the top stuff, Ciroc |
| Cocktail mix of drugs |
| We’re gonna leave this kip with a bang |
| We’re gonna gram it up onion haze, smoke that take a panic attack |
| Z-listers full of Class A’s put a stallion down on its back |
| You wouldn’t be into it |
| Nah kid, nah |
| You wouldn’t be into it |
| I done checked out of the looney bin |
| My neighbours they all know |
| Psychoactive Schizophrenic, paranoia said to explode |
| I lost my marbles |
| The sound of people talking gets me startled |
| Filled up on medication, recreationals and gargles |
| I’m full of two whacks, I’m sat here fucked |
| I’m stuck to the couch like blu-tac |
| Asking me to choose between coke or E’s is like asking Biggie or 2Pac |
| I don’t know, I love both |
| I do a fat line and a blue ghost |
| My face is drooping to the left side like I’m after having two strokes |
| I’m gonna stamp LDS, leave that take a panic attack |
| In the nip I’m climbing up trees |
| No doctors are bringing me back |
| You wouldn’t be into it, ha, you wouldn’t be into it |
| Oi, oi, oi, step in the rave |
| No I’m not like anyone else |
| I’m an egomaniac tryna suck my own dick since I was like 12 |
| If you’ve never tried it you’re a liar |
| I’m flying higher than the spire |
| I’m burning out a fat cone |
| I’m like a big betsy tyre in a fire |
| Get down, get down |
| Do the slut drop then pick it up |
| Dublin repping, Calvin Klein’s baby, mix it up |
| Pour out the top stuff, Ciroc |
| Cocktail mix of drugs |
| We’re gonna leave this kip with a bang |
| Can you feel it? |
| Can you feel it? |
| Can you feel it? |
| I get what I want, I steal it |
| I get what I want, I steal it |
| Can you feel it? |