M.A.D
Lyrics
We drop beats
That'll crack your cranium
Bring it on
You can bang the drum
You can bang the drum
Bring it on
You can bang the drum
You can bang the drum
We will play along
We will play along
Pop goes the pot its pandemonium
Poison the sushi with plutonium
We eat enriched uranium
We drop beats that'll crack your cranium
We call shots and the beats are rolling on
When the beats drop you'll get hold of em
Solder them
And we about to blow
With a fuck you fuck you ? a ?
You wanna go son
You wanna go son
You wanna spar
You wanna go son
We can bang the drum at your door
You wanna go son
You wanna go son
You wanna spar
You wanna go son
We can bang the drum at your door
Bring it on
You can bang the drum
You can bang the drum
What've we started here
What've we done the outcome is always clear
The path chosen surely assured
Now what are you waiting for
Writer(s): NIK R ROOS, MARTIJN H J VAN SONDEREN, THIJS DE VLIEGER, CHRISTOPHER JAMES PURCELL, DANIEL PHILLIP RICE, JAMES JOSEPH SMITH, NICHOLAS GEORGE RICE, ALICE ROSEMARY SPOONER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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