The Ends - Volume Up Lyrics

They dont want it, ill tell em before i left
That i still do it just to prove that i do it amongst the best
I ruin it every take, they losing and catching breath
Im choosing to final nail the coffin like it was sex/ (aye)
Wrote a lot of records, party, nothing less
But part of me partial to parting the sea because i targeted
The part that only a marksman could see, i spark on a beat
Show em i still value the artistry of the flex/ (yeah)
Flip words as if verbs could hit worse
And spit, sure, and cross me, crucifix burns
I switch words as if nerds could in turn
Just discern, and lost me, in the scriptures
Blasphemy has to be prevelant, dont it?
Im actually benevolent when turning my competition
Into a composition of irrelevant moments
I embellish and get sent straight to hell from atonement/ (aye)
Go ahead and turn the volume up
Because we all know that we are not loud enough/ (lets go)
Wont nobody make it sound as rough
Hit em where it hurts and turn down for what?/ (yeah)
Go ahead and turn the volume up
Because we all know that we are not loud enough/ (lets go)
Wont nobody make it sound as rough
Hit em where it hurts and turn down for what?/ (yeah)
I dont think the volume loud enough, its time to get it loud as f*ck
Chase the feeling of the bass beating and surrounding us
The bag pipes are screaming and the ceiling is about to bust
The crowd erupts seconds just before were blowing out the subs
Then i get to weaving rhymes together, leaving doubt in dust
How the f*ck all the levels peaking like a mountain does?
Spraying like a fountain does, flood it and we douse the whole building
With a flow so wet that its even drowning us
I only do it just said that i did it, its time to jump around
And make the house of pain jealous every time i come around
So now we bouta party like we used to do at munks' house
Its all the rage, its kinda like when the nike dunks come out
You know the feeling but thats not what its like
This the type of feeling makes you pause your whole life
Captivate to make you want to stop for the night
And make you reach over, turn the volume knob to the right
Go ahead and turn the volume up
Because we all know that we are not loud enough/ (lets go)
Wont nobody make it sound as rough
Hit em where it hurts and turn down for what?/ (yeah)
Go ahead and turn the volume up
Because we all know that we are not loud enough/ (lets go)
Wont nobody make it sound as rough
Hit em where it hurts and turn down for what?/ (yeah)
Turn it up, just a little more, its time to turn it up
The volume and the energy are fours, but i need thirty one
We rocking til the night become the morning, its an early one
So if you arent gon turn it up, its time for you to turn and run
The party here is private, i have long since been decided
That the kind of party that im gonna find myself inside of
Is a party that nobody else would find as fun as i have
This the party third party will enjoy at later timing
No bitches at the party but i promise if theyd made it
Theyd be naked and be shaking everything they mama gave them
But ive elected not to send out any kind of invitation
Kuz tonight the party all about how filthy my pen game is
Im talking to myself as i sift through instrumentals
And i scribble every little thought im having with my pencil
While i barely get the therepy through microphones i vent through
And i turn the volume up because the feelings incidental
Go ahead and turn the volume up
Because we all know that we are not loud enough/ (lets go)
And wont nobody make it sound as rough
Hit em where it hurts and turn down for what?/ (yeah)
Go ahead and turn the volume up
Because we all know that we are not loud enough/ (lets go)
And wont nobody make it sound as rough
Hit em where it hurts and turn down for what?/ (yeah)