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Rowdy (feat. P.R.E.A.C.H.) Video (MV)




Performed By: Skeptik
Language: English
Length: 3:53
Written by: Erik Bothazy, Topher Jackson




Skeptik - Rowdy (feat. P.R.E.A.C.H.) Lyrics
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Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Let's go
Succumbing to nothing
Get ready to rough it up
Stepping up over the barrier
Lyrical disfigurement
Bringing the thicket of wickedness into your area
Irreplaceable versitability
Filled to the gills with dangerous syllables
Delivering dosages packed with 100% of your vitamin minerals
You're not ready for anything under my regimen, itinerary, agenda
But when I show up as a blip on the monitor
It'll because I'm a threat to your tenure
Give it up, there's no reason to fight
I've already stricken the match to ignite
You're stuttering, sounding a sorry example
Of what could become of an ignorant mind
You know I gotta be grammatical
When rattling the kinda calamity that'll
Get em all up in the door
And moving and shaking and breaking
And romping
Stomping like an elephant even though the material is irrelevant
Not only with the wit, with a quickness
Hold the microphone real taught when I rip this
Whack-seeking missile coming at you when I bust
You ain't gonna wanna diss this
Punk come get this
I only gotta do what it do
And if anybody wanna screw with it
I gotta be true to it
I'll be dealing with the struggle
By juggling all the lemons
But they're coming in too rapid
And catching em is a fight to win
So ima keep on trucking
Through the rubble and the muck and
Keep it tougher than a mudder
When I cook it til it's bubbling
Y'all don't gotta keep on lookin pissed
What gives
Outta breath like I'm filling up my lungs with wood chips
I don't really give a (what)
If you're comin with it better than
T-O-P-H-E-R
But if you only pack a negative opinion
Then put a little card in the box for HR
We can talk about your concern later
Not about to waste my breath on a hater
Hit em with a little bit of sickening
Impeccable and bringing epidemic
Consequence to the air
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get l-l-loud
Turn this motherf*cker out
Wait a minute little buddy
You don't want it with me
In the middle of my city we can really get down
See the type of shit talking
Mothef*cker that'll catch a fade or an ass-whooping or beat down
You dead beat clown
That's all that you do
Run from the past you could never be true
Talking down on a man because of what he been through
That ain't what real men supposed to do
Just shut up and play your Nintendo
You little pretender
Before you get hit up with extendos
Your body's all falling apart
And your heart is the part that I'm chewing
I can not be tender
My art is the start of something complicated
I murder in stages for ages
My descendants faces went places
Where battles were fought
With the blood of my enemies
Man I can taste it
Everybody get buck
Everybody get wild
Let me see the middle fingers in the crowd
Don't nobody hold back
Don't nobody turn down
Motherf*cker let's all get loud
That's right that's right huh
I'm feelin hype huh
Roll up that leaf and pass it to me
Let's get high oh
Take another puff and now my head is in the clouds
And I never wanna think about coming back down
When I get to choppin you know that I get to poppin
You can tell by the mosh pits all up in the crowd
Many wanna spit it like I spit it
But they can not get with it
You gotta live it, exhibit
Your heart real
My words are like the bullets coming out of the barrel
That's goin over your head
Spinning kinda like a cartwheel
I been doin it for a minute I get a pass
Many try to do it but really can get a laugh
Not knocking nobody
But man they doin it sloppily
When it comes to tongue twisters they might not last
When it comes to music
This shit is trash
We stay spinning like ceiling fans
Words are bullets that can shatter glass
And we stayin rowdy
Cause we kicking ass
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get l-l-loud
Turn this motherf*cker out
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Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Get rowdy
Let's go
Succumbing to nothing
Get ready to rough it up
Stepping up over the barrier
Lyrical disfigurement
Bringing the thicket of wickedness into your area
Irreplaceable versitability
Filled to the gills with dangerous syllables
Delivering dosages packed with 100% of your vitamin minerals
You're not ready for anything under my regimen, itinerary, agenda
But when I show up as a blip on the monitor
It'll because I'm a threat to your tenure
Give it up, there's no reason to fight
I've already stricken the match to ignite
You're stuttering, sounding a sorry example
Of what could become of an ignorant mind
You know I gotta be grammatical
When rattling the kinda calamity that'll
Get em all up in the door
And moving and shaking and breaking
And romping
Stomping like an elephant even though the material is irrelevant
Not only with the wit, with a quickness
Hold the microphone real taught when I rip this
Whack-seeking missile coming at you when I bust
You ain't gonna wanna diss this
Punk come get this
I only gotta do what it do
And if anybody wanna screw with it
I gotta be true to it
I'll be dealing with the struggle
By juggling all the lemons
But they're coming in too rapid
And catching em is a fight to win
So ima keep on trucking
Through the rubble and the muck and
Keep it tougher than a mudder
When I cook it til it's bubbling
Y'all don't gotta keep on lookin pissed
What gives
Outta breath like I'm filling up my lungs with wood chips
I don't really give a (what)
If you're comin with it better than
T-O-P-H-E-R
But if you only pack a negative opinion
Then put a little card in the box for HR
We can talk about your concern later
Not about to waste my breath on a hater
Hit em with a little bit of sickening
Impeccable and bringing epidemic
Consequence to the air
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get l-l-loud
Turn this motherf*cker out
Wait a minute little buddy
You don't want it with me
In the middle of my city we can really get down
See the type of shit talking
Mothef*cker that'll catch a fade or an ass-whooping or beat down
You dead beat clown
That's all that you do
Run from the past you could never be true
Talking down on a man because of what he been through
That ain't what real men supposed to do
Just shut up and play your Nintendo
You little pretender
Before you get hit up with extendos
Your body's all falling apart
And your heart is the part that I'm chewing
I can not be tender
My art is the start of something complicated
I murder in stages for ages
My descendants faces went places
Where battles were fought
With the blood of my enemies
Man I can taste it
Everybody get buck
Everybody get wild
Let me see the middle fingers in the crowd
Don't nobody hold back
Don't nobody turn down
Motherf*cker let's all get loud
That's right that's right huh
I'm feelin hype huh
Roll up that leaf and pass it to me
Let's get high oh
Take another puff and now my head is in the clouds
And I never wanna think about coming back down
When I get to choppin you know that I get to poppin
You can tell by the mosh pits all up in the crowd
Many wanna spit it like I spit it
But they can not get with it
You gotta live it, exhibit
Your heart real
My words are like the bullets coming out of the barrel
That's goin over your head
Spinning kinda like a cartwheel
I been doin it for a minute I get a pass
Many try to do it but really can get a laugh
Not knocking nobody
But man they doin it sloppily
When it comes to tongue twisters they might not last
When it comes to music
This shit is trash
We stay spinning like ceiling fans
Words are bullets that can shatter glass
And we stayin rowdy
Cause we kicking ass
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get raw, get rowdy
Get
Loud
Get raw, get rowdy
Gonna bring this motherf*cker down
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get r-r-r-r-raw
Get r-r-rowdy
Get l-l-loud
Turn this motherf*cker out
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Writer: Erik Bothazy, Topher Jackson
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