Tito Lopez - The Horns Lyrics
Turn it up, turn it upTurn it up, turn it upTurn it up, turn it upTurn it up, bring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upMy cool is microwave coldIce on the inside that's why I'm nice on the outsideSpent your life on the inside, do so if you don't drop your mouth wideI know your character is comparable to a bareness shit, this gonna embarrass youThis shit is bearable, look what they pared you withMe and my brother is getting unbearable grizzle and black and polar and brownAnd earth like it, German actor, GPTV running downExcuse me, burn it up, turn it up, get the ***** out my seat, *****es get upYou seem nervous as *****, if you don't serve a purpose, what the hell are you here for?Get lost or get in the real worldThis the shit I would kill for, steal for, cry for, die for 'Partners in crime, my life is on the line, the black one, the bottom oneIs sincere as black, sonThis is only act one, take to the crime matchSo you're inner visions at the intermission, giving them, see the moreYou bore us, do the opposite of the chorusIf you ain't doing more than the norm is you tryina make this shit ginormousTeeth will get you, that can't be funBe alone on a totem, give me my sax and you will see, I'm 'bout to show 'emMother*****ers turn it up, bring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upKeep your TV, burn this*****, yeah, that's exactly what you doEvery time they mention my crewY'all niggas know we're talking through, manThis is soldier musicStill I'm captain, came home with a biscuitThat's amno, no biscuitCame to find out you never really listenedYou real or realistic? Is it difference in coming the distanceBut instance, I'm hollow and God, need no assistanceResistance, yeah, I'm killing itMatter fact that shit might work outYeah, that shit work out, exercising futilityAm I really the only one with this kind of ability?Could I really be that man, you BatmanNigga hang yourself with the belt, I cut the utilitiesAin't feeling these niggas at all, said, I ain't seeing where all wentWe just all in, on pizza broke and stuck in the mollyCaptain calls when this shit stars popping upOld nigga be family but damn, we never had no conversationStop it hoe, don't doubt it, though, I be tryina get with me, tooYou can have your dream of being a rapper just like half of the crewChasing the ends not new friends, it ain't no shit that we doMy click on lock and chain, dead bolt and I lost the key, tooTITO in Sin City it's just a warning, brain stormingSo every time we step on stage and we start performingBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upKeep your TV, burn thisThat's how we do, that's how we doDriving through and we coming for youTurn it up, turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it upBring the horns and turn it up
