Track 2158/5Turn The Beat Up

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Yeah, I'm on my game all day, the same all day Took me a long time but never quit it, no way And I ain't hiding nothing, I ain't doing toupees On my beat, flying kicks, kinda like I'm No Way Creating a fiasco, kinda like I'm Hooray Did a party like in 18, kinda like I'm Hooray As April and June, man, you cannot fool me It makes no sense, like strip clubs without booze Say I flip that old school sound, do it a new way But ain't nothing fitting here, cannot fool me But I can lay the bars down, give you a cool eight Or sixteen or twenty-four, maybe, maybe more Smart like professors, call me your savior And everything you're doing now, man, I did that way before Yeah, you know the deal Give the drummer some Will! Yeah, turn the beat up, turn it, turn it up I'm always up to something, my adrenaline is pumping And I'm always making green, getting cut like I'm comping And that's why these blockers fronting, 'cause they always on the block And I'm leaving the parking lot across the world and they not going anywhere My shit is very rare, to hell with these elevated boys I had to climb many stairs, one of a kind man But not often a kind man, I'm always on the pitch, I'm not a line man Get it? Haha, but still in line, man, get it? Uh, still getting chased like the, get it? Uh, the flow so arsenic The giant to a midget, that's what I am, you get it? Uh, turn the beat up Yeah, Promo Boy, turn the beat up Duh-duh-duh-duh, ba-pow, woo, woo Turn the beat up, turn the, turn the beat up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, uh, you know the dip Give the drum a suck (woo) Turn the beat up (woo), beat up Turn the beat up, turn the, turn the beat up