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When the party is cold, we bring the heat Lethal with the mic pyro technics Amaze the crowd, yo, and pump up the track Pick it up, pic it up, pic it up, back Chorus: Match in the gas tank, boom, boom We raise the flames to fulfill the room Put a match in the gas tank, boom, boom So you better watch your back, watch your back Microphone check, whose the top MC? Imma get down with it, like cotty dotty Ain't nobody gonna tell me what to do it's my way of doing, get out of here you fool Better check me when I come on the m-i-c Nobody is testing me, I blow it on the count of three Gotta be a true fan of the Kwan, 'cuz we run things, knock it out like cerdan Yeah, bam, here we come, pop it like gum People on the floor really having some fun Strike one, we ain't close to finish yet, we got rhymes so heavy, sure to make all your clothes wet So you're down with it? We ain't gonna stop or quit We got plenty more and it's coming real quick SongtexteDig it? Well, check out the sight, 'cuz we do what we do and we do it like we like Ask Mike as I hit the 360 jam real high above you, Kwan is the best slam Man, you know we're hot like tabasco We'll do what it takes to keep rocking the show Flow in it, groove out, put your hands real high, try to reach for the sky Shout, if you know how we're dealing Jump around everybody, let's break the ceiling! Aus Songtexte Mania