TONEDEFF - Bang lyrics

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We ain't playin tonight ...We ain't playin tonight

We ain't playin tonight ...We ain't playin tonight

We ain't playin tonight ...tonedeff, he ain't playin tonight

We ain't playin tonight ...We ain't playin tonight

Bang! You know we come to bang!

You throwing nothing bang!

Right on the button bang!

You know we come to bang!

We own you fuckers bang!

So don't be frontin … hey!

Y'all ain't built to bang!

Yo! I'm armed with gifts that hit like a dodge, bombing like I'm

on a mission from God

When you dip from the shot, then you're tripped and get dropped

With an omaplata gripping that arm with a viscious resolve,

Twistin it off to leave as a tip at the palms

It's unanimous, I consider decisions a loss,

Cause son, I'm a closer, coming to finish the job

Snakey slick talkers get unhinged at the jaw

Brother, you'd think they're crossing sins to the father the way

that they kissin this cross

Lift you off-a ya feet, like you sit in a saw rigged with ball

at the opposite end fit to rip through a wall – Demolition – grade

Splitting the top of your noggin, till you spin and then topple

and then you out cold like getting a dip in the pond while up in

the Michigan frost

Sleeping like you was whiffin exhaust

Off of the choruses and the underhooks that's keepin you pinned to the song

Ditched by your sponsors, a pink slip from the boss

Herb Dean will have to administer salts just to get you to talk

You can't

Bang! You know we come to bang!

You throwing nothing bang!

Right on the button bang!

You know we come to bang!

We own you fuckers bang!

So don't be frontin … hey!

Y'all ain't built to bang!

I'm switching my stances … so swift with the stanzas

Got you dancing with the stars, but no disco or actors

Son this is just practice, you the dude with the wife

and 50 kids, cause apparently you only pull out the fights

Don't be fooled by the hype, when the truth is I'm actually nastier like

Cecil people saying the kicks don't count, but I hit to the rhythm and got em tappin to strikes

I'm a natural athlete, fight to the death if the ref was in absence

So at the request of the champion I'm bringing a medic and

testing olympian levels on the rest of your matches

I'm pressing the action if you layin' and prayin' and doin dick from the top

Then confess to your passion you the type to opt-in for a prison massage

The difference is obvious, kid when I hit you there's ominous music that lifts from the audience

You quite the opposite, it's like you flick me with nickels your strikes are as stiff as a dollar, wet

This is dominance in the broadcast sense I got a sound defense for staying off the fence

I grip around your neck, until your eyes get bugged out and I'ma choke you the fuck out

And when the showtime kicks in I'll bury you, digging in a post-fight interview with Ariel

Your girl knows what she wants

She said she loves to stand and bang but never threw a punch

Bang! You know we come to bang!

You throwing nothing bang!

Right on the button bang!

You know we come to bang!

We own you fuckers bang!

So don't be frontin … hey!

Y'all ain't built to bang!<br />

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Thanks to Andrei