ADUM⁷ ft. Sim-E, Rodan, and Sean Price - “BANG³”
[Emcee(s): Sim-E, ADUM⁷ (AKA MeccaGodZilla/RAVAGE), Rodan, and Sean Price]
[Producer(s): ADUM⁷ (AKA MeccaGodZilla/RAVAGE)]
[Intro: Samples]
“He would always win the fight”
“Bang, bang, he shot me down”
“Bang, bang, I hit the ground”
“Bang, bang, that awful sound”
“Bang, bang, my baby shot me down”
[Interlude: Sim-E]
Uh, uh! Yeah! One time! Yeah! Check it! Come on! Yeah! (Strong Isle!) Strong Island Monstas, y’all! Come on! Big RAV! Sim-E! Show y’all how we do it!
[Verse 1: Sim-E]
Y’all cats don’t want war with the heater from Philly
‘Cause shots’ll make you fly like Peter Petrelli. Me and
My man had to dash a hundred meters a milli. Popped off
And I’d have let. Not move my feet? Are you silly?
Man, the shots went…
[Hook 1: Sample and Sim-E]
[Sample]
“Bang, bang, he shot me down” (x3)
[Sim-E]
Pop three rounds!
[Sample]
“Bang, bang, he shot me down” (x3)
[Verse 2: ADUM⁷ (AKA MeccaGodZilla/RAVAGE)]
Yeah, yo
As the world spins swift, situations get thick. I’m like
Spiderman versus Insidious Six. Just as one’s
Get a grip, back in like insidious bitch, semi
[?] every period drip. You know
Swift and accurate like [?]
[?] depending how the action gets
Yeah, RAVAGE [?] legendary
Bang on tracks like Don Henley with focus
[Hook 2: Samples and Sim-E]
[Samples]
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang”
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, he shot me down”
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, he shot me down”
[Sim-E]
Pop three rounds!
[Samples]
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang”
“Music played”
“Bang, bang”
[Verse 3: ADUM⁷ and (Sim-E)]
Yeah, yo
Stare into the eyes, see the grind of the soldier
The synapse from my mind kickback out the holster
(Shit slap an imposter—get back the toaster)
(Click, clack with force while ‘victs back on posters). Yo, how ‘bout
The fact these cops overreact and use ratchets on some
Wackness, can’t erase the blackness, (and it’s)
(Based on facts, kid, if you trace subtractors)
(In fact, this fades to blackness. See my face for chapters)
[Hook 1: Samples and Sim-E]
[Samples]
“Bang, bang, he shot me down” (x3)
[Sim-E]
Pop three rounds!
[Samples]
“Bang, bang, he shot me down” (x3)
[Verse 4: Rodan]
Oh shit! [?] at High Noon. One night
I spit so hard, I seen saliva dripping off a Black Moon. It’s like
“All hoods all’s well” sweeping the nation. Fuck
A MySpace page—I’m sweeping the whole cosmos. Good morning
Roswell, I’m on the grassy knoll with Lee Harvey Oswald
Copped a few shells at the yard sale, bloodthirsty, no mercy
[?] wrote the Book of Psalms
Tote metal nines in my palms, make it rain nine-hundred
Ninety-nine thousand volts of lightning bolts until the storm
Calm. Of course I can, of course I could, of course I would
Of course I will, of course I kill, of course I peel
Floss the wheels, toss the shields, of course it’s black steel
In chaotic hours. I’m at war with a nation of millions
Of patriotic cowards. How it’s all gonna end?
I gots no idea, but I got some priceless, righteous information
And I gots no fear, the type of guy shift to Hyperdrive
Warp speed engine, injure the cowboys, smoke some
Red clouds with the Indians and the indigenous citizens
Break bread, don’t forget to bake the bread, make the donuts
On the grind just like a slow nut, Big Daddy
Ro’ Bucks. Cocksucker, that’s what up. Like I won’t
Change up the strategy, like I won’t rearrange your motherfucking
Anatomy. The slow and tedious and obsequious
I always bring the most fire like Prometheus
Bitch!
[Hook 2: Samples and Sim-E]
[Samples]
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang”
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, he shot me down”
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, he shot me down”
[Sim-E]
Pop three rounds!
[Samples]
“Music played”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang”
“Music played”
“Bang, bang”
[Verse 5: Sean Price]
Yo, stop playing
It’s not what you’re saying, it’s what you’re not saying
You’re not saying Sean the best. Now you’re in a pine box
Arms folded, hand across your chest. I
Testified, the best is I
Sean Price nice, and all the rest can die
Petrified, bitch boys scared to death
Let the forty-four air your flesh. Listen
Underrated, upgraded, updated my flow, I’m mad nice
Stop hating the growth
Niggas wanna see the veteran flop. I put out
Monkey Barz, now niggas say I’m better than Rock
Niggas act like they’re better than Pac. “All Eyez on Him”
Get shot, all nines on him. Damn!
Stop jocking the next man
Or catch a hot one in your headband. P!
