MTV Songtext
von Nitepunk

My dirty kicks and my confidence
I′m wrapped in gold chains, get off me
Please run ya mouth, just give me a reason
I need to get my blood pumping
I don't ever give no second chances
You better hit the panic button right now
I′m coming in hot, yeah the fire burning
I'ma heat stroke so you know its lights out

Push me to the edge, I'm willing the bet
You never been on 96th after six
Got my motors running, headlights
Nigga, go figure, go big or go home

What am I to do with this, I′m new to this
I′ve proven it is beauty tips
And nothing more in Hollywood
But all is good, the sun is out
I'm running down, I′m running down the money now


Said what you gonna do
The bad boy look is overdue
The cops are chasing down everyone
Nobody is safe that's evident
That helicopter, I do it proper
I′ma go wherever the better offer
That's down south, that′s New York, that's LA slums

What they talking bout now, read the news
It's all about how they need the views
I look around try to read the room
Just thinking what more can I do
Protest, protest, don′t let up, stand in formation
Show what is going to come
If they try to shut us down

Just try to shut us down
Try to shut us down
Try and shut us down

Just try to shut us down
Try to shut us down
Try and shut us down