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Hooooo! Come on! Haters gonna hate Fakers gonna fake Breakers gonna break Neophytes gonna make mistakes Sleepers gotta wake I’ma say it again I’ma say it loud Gimme a group Not one man To smash the crowd We get panoramic Across the stage Like a whole planet dammit One man or one woman Can’t understand The group plan Making of the band Gimme some bass and guitar and some drums (God-God-Goddamn!) I get bored from R&B keyboards Unless they cut like a sword I bet on DJ Lord On two turntables SongtexteDo I say willin’ and able A lotta Serato Revolving from old record labels Party’s over, oops outta time Smashin’ this crowd was designed (Everybody now) Somebody say hooooo! Smash the crowd! Somebody say Smash the crowd! Give it to the man, he know how to rock the crowd Ice with the enemy Iceberg’s the enemy Smashers of this mosh pit Hardcore rap shit Black mask shit Pop off get your ass kicked Or worse, a casket S1s who blast it I’m not happy with this soft hippy cotton candy Bang the crowd hard or get the fuck out my yard I crash crowds from all angles Destroy bars like Hell’s Angels Bleed the needle from the left Bleed it to the right These vocals gone electric Loudness for these masses Keep the catalog from fallin’ apart Reach teaching new tunes from them old masters (Uh!) Excuse me? (Dynamite soul!) Greatest players playin’ Greatest band in the world Greatest rhymers be sayin’ Greatest band in the world But what the fuck is the problem that this world ain’t solvin’ It’s the get rich scheme And chasing the fake dream I spit like a black tech 9 with infrared beam Been feedin’ hip hop fiends since a teen My mic still blow steam I’m a mix between Doc Strange and David Blaine Spittin’ blue flames Slow Flow smashin’ the crowd Like I smashed Jane Fear of a black planet Time to pop the chain Cause hip hop got them goin’ insane Somebody say hooooo! Smash the crowd! Somebody say Smash the crowd! Aus Songtexte Mania