Hive

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C-C-C-C-C-Coming like a nightmare
 Word like I'm gonna go for it
 Fuckin' around, and what ya got to show for it?
 Let it be known that I'm in the zone
 And whatever I need I just pick up the phone
 'Cuz I'm true with it
 You're new with it
 I just swing the thing and then I'm through with it
 I don't need friends to act like foes
 'Cuz I'm Nick Hexum, the one who knows about things
 'Cuz it takes two and we swings better than you
 Then it's time for the dub and we roll into the club
 And you know just what I do, I'm hittin' in the freak mode
 Puttin' on a load, sippin' on Guinny then lo and behold
 Una vision girl from bottom to top and yet I just can't stop, uh
 311 show them the air is rarefied
 Don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied
 Grew up punk, listenin' to funk
 I'm a hyper type of fella that does not touch junk
 You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
 That's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
 Not goin' for self, that shit is on the shelf
 It's '95, we go for the hive
 Listen up to this, you're gonna bump to this
 And if I'm feelin' mean I'm gonna clutch my fist
 Now when I say mean, I mean I'm gonna rock it
 You're gonna find out, kid, I'm 'bout to shock it
 When I'm on I'm gone, I hear the beat that spawns
 The way we freak it, and we kick up a storm
 The day we turn to pop the show will stop, so
 Feel the beat and get lost, now
 Back to part two, the hard way we play
 Sublime on time, to all the fans I'm SA
 And if you don't know I say check the show
 Do what you got to on the dance flo'
 Some say the style is wack but I say fuck that
 Get the hell back and watch us rock the set
 We cast the mold, bust it cold explode
 Mega-trendsetters known around the globe
 Friends takin' you where you never been
 We done what we wanted craftin' poems
 You can rock, there is a glow around you
 Lose control, holmes, just like we do
 Hard to obtain, brotha, what's my name?
 Mad to find unlike ya' mama and your masquerade
 I drive a Mach-1, no dashboard Jesus
 I hear voices say "that's Doug Martinez"
 You're all up in my mix like fuckin' Betty Crocker
 You think you're playing me, but actually you're a jocker
 You bad mouth me bitch, man you givin' me juice
 It ain't nothin' but a party, everybody get loose
 Notice what I don't do when stress steps to me
 Whatever your complaint, so sue me
 I say fuck the naysayers and keep goin'
 Gotta do what I gotta do to get the people glowin'
 So let everybody gather, the more the better
 I represent the traveler, him he's a shredder
 At ease with yourself and don't try to please me
 I'm just here today then quickly, I'm out
 On the town one light I'm a glow worm
 For several hours wiggle jiggle like I'm a huge sperm
 Can't appreciate a brother's love of funky music
 You think I'm a silly rabbit 'cuz my style has tricks
 Of the way I feel now I just got to rock
 The music be poppin' through me like electric shocks
 I think and blink and I wink but that shit's not tiny
 'Cuz in a blink of an eyelash you will not find me
 You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
 That's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
 Not goin' for self, that shit is on the shelf
 It's '95, we go for the hive
 

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Duration
02:58
Key
11
Tempo
109 BPM

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