Nine Thou - Styles of Beyond

Hey yo first things first

It’s time to shake ground in the eighth round

Box battle &break down

From the beat &the wild tone, jump in the cyclone

S t yles, yes yes I know

Red beam, maxine

Pack red beam

Put 'em up,

You plucked a bad seed

Off the wall spitting, in the gorilla tag-team

What’s up now?

duck down, stuff they can’t breathe

Yo!

you kno the routine, the demon effect

Please, don’t step, you wanna be one of my pet peeve’s

The more beef the better, sound strange but you all wanna creep together

Ok?

in the club what a cheesy sweater

What not, we got so much street credit, the rookie police let us Now that’s foolish, cuz we don’t act sweet

Cuz I can run 10 laps in a track meet

Keep it moving it’s on now

Making it punk rile

Shaking the funk rile

Rip it apart style

Fakin’the funk pal

Dunk watch the punk

What, watch your battleship get sunk down

Click, pow, nine thou, what?

Just what I thought, what’s up now?

Click, pow, nine thou, what?

Just what I thought, what’s up now?

Hold it down, never give in Styles having your limbs

Or weather you want it to end

Dirty m’again, I burn him again

05 serving them sins

Or 30 your friends get knocked out, turbulent wind

Hoped’d out, what you want, take a look at my grin

I’m a fish you can tell by the flippers &fin's

C’mon, yo!

I got a wack style

Pivot the offspring &joke with 'em