Down on the Beat Songtext
von Ren
Down on the Beat Songtext
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run (bla)
When I put it down on the beat
I'ma make it sound so sweet
Likkle men love to speak
I don′t lose sleep in the whispers of sheep
When you hear the sound of the gun
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat, that′s my tongue
Spit like thunder come
Drums in moria, boom, boom, rum-tum-tum
I'm a king, who′s the king?
I'm a king, I′m the king of the ring
I'ma run this thing
I′m a don, yan ying on a yin-yang thing
Jump upon that swing of the drum, vim-vim-vim
Voom-Voom, blat, come through likе that
I'm not new to rap on a Zulu cap
And I do-do tracks and I do make stacks
What do you do, lad?
Are you truе to that?
On this beat, I'm fat like a sumo
My name′s Ren and I know my judo
Candlestick killer, kill them like Cluedo
Numero duo? Numero uno
You know, speak so frank like Bruno
Hey-Cera he loves Juno, Hugo!
Bossman drip with a new flow, true though
Sharingan killer, they call me Naruto
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run
When I put it down on the beat (ah-ah)
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run (bla)
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma keep the ground on my feet
I don't wear no crown on the street
But you still know me
Still the same old V
Still the same old house on the same old street
With a brand new flow on a same old beat
And it turns to gold every time I speak
Look me in the eye, bro, thriller like Michael
Wait, delete that, I made a typo
Michael Myers, Halloween psycho
Light them fires, arsonist, pyro
Spyro dragon, I′m Frodo bagging
All the shit you're chatting, your teeth get smashed in
Extracting like dentist grafting
Nitrous oxide gas, no laughing
(When I put it down on the beat)
I'ma lay her down in the sheets
Take her to the circus, she a freak
Vegan girl, she still likes my meat
Feed the girl ′cause it′s time to eat
Toes curl when I'm in too deep
Fucked your girl, and now you really wanna beef
Oh shit! He′s knocking on the front door, leave! (ah, what the fuck?!)
Step back sucker, fuck up the scene
Tuck my socks up, chop chop, I'm a Millipede on my feet
Muhammad Ali with my reach
Biting double Ds in my teeth
I′m a freak, I'm a goated PT on the beat
You′re a neek, you're a little fuck boy, you're a geek
Let me speak I′m a cut like Troy when I preach
I′m a beast, I'ma come Loch Ness, unleashed, preach
Who′s that boy who moves like a raver?
Oi, oi, oi, a new tasty flavor
Anakin flow, I glow like a saber
No sweat, bro, I'm loving the labor
Work, work, work, a work workaholic
She twerk, twerk, twerk, she′s twerking right on it
One in the backseat, one on the bonnet
Grabbing my William, this is my sonnet
I'm that fella sipping Stella, we call that an in-ter-stellar
I′m a rapping Cinderella, serve it like it's mozzarella
Acapella, say it better, bend a beat like Uri Gellar
Go getter, trendsetter, on your feet like David Guetta
Better and better, I serve it letter for letter
The alphabet upsetter, I make the cheese, I make cheddar
I got the brrra vendetta, I'm spitting pepper
When I skrrt, impeccable rhythms, the rap Mecca on the beat
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That′s a cue to run
When I put it down on the beat
I'ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That′s a cue to run
When I put it down on the b-
I'mma make it sound so swe-
When you hear the sound of the gu-
That′s a cue to r- (ah)
When I put it down on the brrr
I'ma make it sound so swe-
When you hear the sound of the- (ah)
That′s a cue to run
When I put it down on the, when I put it
When I put it down on the, down on the beat
I'ma make it sound so, sound so
I'ma make it sound so, sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun, of the
(When you hear the sound of the gun, of the gun)
That′s a cue to, cue to
That′s a, that's a cue to, cue to run, bla
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run (bla)
When I put it down on the beat
I'ma make it sound so sweet
Likkle men love to speak
I don′t lose sleep in the whispers of sheep
When you hear the sound of the gun
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat, that′s my tongue
Spit like thunder come
Drums in moria, boom, boom, rum-tum-tum
I'm a king, who′s the king?
I'm a king, I′m the king of the ring
I'ma run this thing
I′m a don, yan ying on a yin-yang thing
Jump upon that swing of the drum, vim-vim-vim
Voom-Voom, blat, come through likе that
I'm not new to rap on a Zulu cap
And I do-do tracks and I do make stacks
What do you do, lad?
Are you truе to that?
On this beat, I'm fat like a sumo
My name′s Ren and I know my judo
Candlestick killer, kill them like Cluedo
Numero duo? Numero uno
You know, speak so frank like Bruno
Hey-Cera he loves Juno, Hugo!
Bossman drip with a new flow, true though
Sharingan killer, they call me Naruto
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run
When I put it down on the beat (ah-ah)
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That's a cue to run (bla)
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma keep the ground on my feet
I don't wear no crown on the street
But you still know me
Still the same old V
Still the same old house on the same old street
With a brand new flow on a same old beat
And it turns to gold every time I speak
Look me in the eye, bro, thriller like Michael
Wait, delete that, I made a typo
Michael Myers, Halloween psycho
Light them fires, arsonist, pyro
Spyro dragon, I′m Frodo bagging
All the shit you're chatting, your teeth get smashed in
Extracting like dentist grafting
Nitrous oxide gas, no laughing
(When I put it down on the beat)
I'ma lay her down in the sheets
Take her to the circus, she a freak
Vegan girl, she still likes my meat
Feed the girl ′cause it′s time to eat
Toes curl when I'm in too deep
Fucked your girl, and now you really wanna beef
Oh shit! He′s knocking on the front door, leave! (ah, what the fuck?!)
Step back sucker, fuck up the scene
Tuck my socks up, chop chop, I'm a Millipede on my feet
Muhammad Ali with my reach
Biting double Ds in my teeth
I′m a freak, I'm a goated PT on the beat
You′re a neek, you're a little fuck boy, you're a geek
Let me speak I′m a cut like Troy when I preach
I′m a beast, I'ma come Loch Ness, unleashed, preach
Who′s that boy who moves like a raver?
Oi, oi, oi, a new tasty flavor
Anakin flow, I glow like a saber
No sweat, bro, I'm loving the labor
Work, work, work, a work workaholic
She twerk, twerk, twerk, she′s twerking right on it
One in the backseat, one on the bonnet
Grabbing my William, this is my sonnet
I'm that fella sipping Stella, we call that an in-ter-stellar
I′m a rapping Cinderella, serve it like it's mozzarella
Acapella, say it better, bend a beat like Uri Gellar
Go getter, trendsetter, on your feet like David Guetta
Better and better, I serve it letter for letter
The alphabet upsetter, I make the cheese, I make cheddar
I got the brrra vendetta, I'm spitting pepper
When I skrrt, impeccable rhythms, the rap Mecca on the beat
When I put it down on the beat
I′ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That′s a cue to run
When I put it down on the beat
I'ma make it sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun
That′s a cue to run
When I put it down on the b-
I'mma make it sound so swe-
When you hear the sound of the gu-
That′s a cue to r- (ah)
When I put it down on the brrr
I'ma make it sound so swe-
When you hear the sound of the- (ah)
That′s a cue to run
When I put it down on the, when I put it
When I put it down on the, down on the beat
I'ma make it sound so, sound so
I'ma make it sound so, sound so sweet
When you hear the sound of the gun, of the
(When you hear the sound of the gun, of the gun)
That′s a cue to, cue to
That′s a, that's a cue to, cue to run, bla
Writer(s): Ren Gill, Piotr Ostrowski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com