311 - Sick Tight Lyrics
Head rushCome on, we take the stageAnd whats up, its onThis is a blow upSo just listen upJust take your mouth off interruptWe came to throw downIts a showdownAnd you know why, we never lieGet the lowdown sonWere mashin and bashinThe stage were crashinIf youre on the roofI know youre dancinI bet we get the people jumpin overseasAnd I know why youre bustin mp3sThe shit shit shockerThe hiphop rockerWiser than barakaStronger than chewbaccaKiss never did this nor ozzy ozbourneShakin that ass and shakin your firstbornBack to the future and past to the frontWe appear like adrenaline its just that bluntTwo score and five we came aliveA minor blow up has startedA song for the newly sane andThe broken heartedHead rushCome on, we take the stageAnd whats up, its onFrom midnight til daylightYou best believe that were sick tightYoure cryin bout your lifeI think its absurdWhat could be so badYou come from the suburbsJust like meBut I could never despairMost people in this worldAint got shit to spareSuckas look up to thugsThey like the attitudeBut ***** thatIm talkin gratitudeThey harder they actJust to hide their insecurityIm talking honestlyWe are assuredlyDope, I smoke itBut not everydayCuz anything all the timesA drag I sayThree eleven you want to get next to themMy names nick h, e, x, u, mTwo score and five we came aliveA minor blow up has startedA song for the newly sane andThe broken heartedWe keep an eye for each other then againOur known associates endureWe make a sick tight connection when weSee our true people on tourHead rushKeep it going nowYou know we get it rightWe keep it flowing nowWere sick tightWe keep an eye for each other then againOur known associates endureWe make a sick tight connection when weSee our true people on tourHead rushKeep it going nowYou know we get it rightWe keep it flowing nowWere sick tight
