Sudden Death - That's How I Like It lyrics

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That's how I like it, hardcore hip hop

Bassdrum kickin' so the party don't stop

In the music that you hear comin' out the box

I want bass that growls and a rhythm that rocks

I like a crowd that can really shout

If you like it get down, if you don't get out

'Cause I'm here, and I wanna take control

And I'm takin' back all the lyrics you stole

Style, I don't really have one

I write what I like and I get the job done

With a hardcore rhyme that leads the pack

Got the dance floor shakin' with the music 'cause

That's how I like it

Get back, get out of my way

'Cause foolin' with fools is a game I don't play

But some suckers still gang me thinkin' that I bend

I knock 'em down, pick 'em up and then I beat 'em down again

Spice is the name I was given

And I got reputation for hardcore livin'

Pumpin' up the bass drum, shakin' my car

Got a rhythm comin' in on the guitar because I like to rock hard

No sell out allowed

My only mission in life is to rock the crowd

I work great under pressure, no man I ain't jokin'

You think you can beat me, what have you been smokin'

Eight years ago I began writin' rhymes

I was ten years old when I wrote my first rhyme

Eight years later I've perfected the art

And I'm here on stage cold tearin' it apart

Spice is my name and Devo is my title

I spend hours rehearsing for a rap recital

Magic Mike mixed the music so the record sounds def

Got my posse in effect backin' up what's left

Bozhead, Ace, Baksai Nok

M.C. Squared and Piles all help me rock

That's the Dead Town posse from the Sudden Death crew

We're together for you're pleasure and we're doin' what we do

Best, breakin' down a dope beat

Got the dance floor shakin' so you gotta move your feet

I cause a lot of damage and the damage shows

It's worse than Freddy Krueger pickin' your nose

I'm not done

I came here for one reason, that's to have fun

While I was doin' mine people yellin' "Go homeboy!"

While you were doin' yours they just yelled "Go home!"

That's what happens when the Devo Spice busts a rhyme

With rhythm and it's always on time

So prepare yourself, don't act like a slob

While I keep the party rockin' and I finish the job

Spice is an M.C., get my gist

Bet you never heard a white boy rap like this

But now that you heard me, how do I compare

I'm a white boy from Trumbull, sportin' red hair

You think that I'm a sucker, you give me no respect

You can call me what you want but don't call me collect

I don't care, I'm only here to rap to the cut

You wanna try to battle me, suck my what?

People in the audience seldom get enough of me

Makin' suckers into dead bodies is my specialty

This is an example of the way that I rap

And I do it like this every day because that's how I like it

When I plan my attack

I come prepared, never scared, and I'm always on track

Devo Spice, the main rap contender

Puttin' thoughts into words forcin' others to surrender

People often think I can't do what I can

I look like this because that's who I am

Don't like what you see better close your eyes

If you thought I was a sucker then you're in for a surprise

Devo Spice M.D., M.D. stands for Majorly Demented

I write my own rhymes, I don't steal them or rent them

Bust a rap and disappear

That's it for me homies, peace, and I'm outta here