[Intro]
Back breakin' beats
[Chorus]
Get up, get up, don't let up, let up
'Cause we're better, better, you say what, what?
Tell me what's up, punk, how about you shut up
Stepping up to us you get fucked up
Get up, get up, don't let up, let up
'Cause we're better, better, you say what, what?
Tell me what's up, punk, how about you shut up
Stepping up to us you get fucked up
[Verse 1]
(Program complete, enter when ready)
Glad I never quit
So fuck the dumb shit, I'm all about the bong hits, mosh pits
Combination get me all blitz
Fuck the dumb shit, get your one hit
Time to quit, step up and get that face plant
I'm the mic crusher, skull crusher, headbanger, ears ringer
Danger to my cell, I'm no stranger actually
That premature midwest saw straw team girl scream
Sex, drugs, rapping about the American dream
[Verse 2]
Flirting with the blades, hey babe, you're looking sharp
Chemical imbalance, one pool of guts be like a carp
What's the theme
Self-inflicted injury
Conformity corroded, personality disease
Southpaw, one big character flaw
My styles never touch like a side of coleslaw
Uncouth, pissing in the fountain of youth
Contain my teenage angst inside the vocal booth
[Chorus]
Get up, get up, don't let up, let up
'Cause we're better, better, you say what, what?
Tell me what's up, punk, how about you shut up
Stepping up to us you get fucked up
Get up, get up, don't let up, let up
'Cause we're better, better, you say what, what?
Tell me what's up, punk, how about you shut up
Stepping up to us you get fucked up
[Verse 3]
(Program complete, enter when ready)
Back breakin' beats, no small feet
Belligerent sonic waves crushing vertebrae in leanest pounds of ground beef
Sell your patty problematic, coma-pana-saturated fatness
Cosmic cymbal crashes, disastrous
But that's just the objective, too deceptive to be obvious
Collaborative conglomerates will listen up and honor this
Solar radiation will illuminate the cryptids, causing chaos
This musical tradeoff for the payoff, the remaining moving playoff
[Verse 4]
Who's the rook that you smalls cool and set fluids
The rhymes are something stoogous, produced with nuisance
Tide drum loops, electrified acoustics
Back breakin' beats make you leak spinal fluids
I'm no Punky Brewster but this rooster gets stupid
Consuming their booms and you're booting until I'm puking
Keep it moving, soon enough the new shit
Fusion of music now I just fuckin' lose it
[Breakdown]
(Nuisance Crew!)
Bring it to the youth, roll in front of proof
(Nuisance Crew!)
What you gonna do when the crew comes for you
(Nuisance Crew!)
We gonna bring it to the youth, roll in front of proof
(Nuisance Crew!)
What you gonna do when the crew comes for you
(Nuisance Crew!)
We gonna bring it to the youth, roll in front of proof
(Nuisance Crew!)
What you gonna do when the crew comes for you
[Verse 5]
That correcting can save you
Jamming incorporated beats, crack vertebrae in dog-tracks hack
The DNA out your back
Nuisance Crew we don't play, street view
Some style and suspense threw a stick their youth
For who, consumer proves they tell me to tell a lie to stew the bomb threats
Might divide sticking in like a night party at the speed of light
Got everyone within my sights, horoscope is too dope, bang 'till your next vote rhyme
You can't wait to break your back for us
Clash of the titans, get drunk before dusk
It got me trust, watch me bust the sun style your lust wore it's all core worn a cuff in your spinal cord seduction
You can't function like I don't come back, bitch
And get sucked in by the whirlwinds
Six lyricists, two-car collision if the rhymes are sung by Nuisance
[Chorus]
Get up, get up, don't let up, let up
'Cause we're better, better, you say what, what?
Tell me what's up, punk, how about you shut up
Stepping up to us you get fucked!
[Verse 6]
You want the time for the building 'cause it breaks in vain
We can't stop you from jumping while we break your faces
Drop and top, we can't put back your name
This word cause sound you want to duplicate
Fast to give me a slate, trash swoop, smash
Get fucked to bed, like sex with no latex
Yeah while he takes your bitch, get out of my tape deck
Checkmate livid of hatred, to break this
Wasted shame is how fake the taper is
Taste it in your face, it's the bacon
[Outro]
Back breakin' beats 'till we R.I.P
And seat you all rest or rest to MC
Back breakin' beats 'till we R.I.P
And seat you all rest or rest to MC
Back breakin' beats 'till we R.I.P
And seat you all rest or rest to MC
Back breakin' beats 'till we R.I.P
And seat you all rest or rest to MC
