Joey Valence, Brae, Logic - TANAKA 2 lyrics
Joseph Bertolino
Brae
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Joey Valence, Brae, Logic - TANAKA 2 lyrics]
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
(Run it, run it)
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
(Run it, run it)
Young boy, hop out, yes, I'm a knockout
I bring fire when a Pop Tart pop out
Born from a volcano
I Drain Gang like a sink drain Drano
Uncanny, I'm goin' hammy
Hit a hundred note streak, hit the whammy bar
I wrap tight like a Trojan
That woman is a bad omen
I like it dangerous, dangerous
You can not hang with us
Godzilla put the flame in us
There is no savin' us
There is no changin' us
I'm an alien from another planet
Super powered, bet you can't stand it
I spit flamе, Waka Flocka
Create a monster, shoutout Tanaka
Hit thе pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
Goddamn, walk up and they know who I am
Got RAM
That means that I keep the game runnin'
A hundred thousand in jewelry
I'm stunnin' and stuntin' like Evel Knievel
My life is a movie, motherfuck a Regal
I'm bombin' atomically
Nothin' you do astonish me
Honestly, I'm not tryna be anybody but me
And they wanna body me
Where's the camaraderie?
I want my brothers to win
But they want the blood
I open they carotid artery
That ought to be all that I need
I'm hard to see i close the studio door
Then open up every part of me
Fuck my generation, dead 'em all
Assassination life is balanced
Time to make some room for
Brae and Joey Valence
Where the talent? Bars and beats
They got me wildin'
I'm just tryna shed a little light
On artists that deserve it
Over this here beat, that's perfect
When Logic grip the mic', you know
I'm always finna murk this
Yeah, yeah, listen up
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Rap Rap Rap hit the pop rock, hit the pop
Boom bada, pop rocker, shot caller
Hypnotize like my name Big Poppa
Non-stopper, baby, holla
Put ya chin up when ya talk, I'm taller
I'm a lover, no fighter, kisser, no biter
Lit like a lighter
This fire gettin' brighter
Call a firefighter, my fist gettin' tighter
Right hook to your jaw, copyright biter
Non-Stop, Denzel heavyweight, Rocky, barbell
Oh, you slick? I'm John Wick
Rambo how I swing the sticks
Fave flavor is vanilla
Late night flight to Manila
In a jet flying over Godzilla
I'm the iller killer
Beat on my chest like gorilla
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap Rock
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap Rock
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap Rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
(Run it, run it)
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
(Run it, run it)
Young boy, hop out, yes, I'm a knockout
I bring fire when a Pop Tart pop out
Born from a volcano
I Drain Gang like a sink drain Drano
Uncanny, I'm goin' hammy
Hit a hundred note streak, hit the whammy bar
I wrap tight like a Trojan
That woman is a bad omen
I like it dangerous, dangerous
You can not hang with us
Godzilla put the flame in us
There is no savin' us
There is no changin' us
I'm an alien from another planet
Super powered, bet you can't stand it
I spit flamе, Waka Flocka
Create a monster, shoutout Tanaka
Hit thе pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop
Goddamn, walk up and they know who I am
Got RAM
That means that I keep the game runnin'
A hundred thousand in jewelry
I'm stunnin' and stuntin' like Evel Knievel
My life is a movie, motherfuck a Regal
I'm bombin' atomically
Nothin' you do astonish me
Honestly, I'm not tryna be anybody but me
And they wanna body me
Where's the camaraderie?
I want my brothers to win
But they want the blood
I open they carotid artery
That ought to be all that I need
I'm hard to see i close the studio door
Then open up every part of me
Fuck my generation, dead 'em all
Assassination life is balanced
Time to make some room for
Brae and Joey Valence
Where the talent? Bars and beats
They got me wildin'
I'm just tryna shed a little light
On artists that deserve it
Over this here beat, that's perfect
When Logic grip the mic', you know
I'm always finna murk this
Yeah, yeah, listen up
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Rap Rap Rap hit the pop rock, hit the pop
Boom bada, pop rocker, shot caller
Hypnotize like my name Big Poppa
Non-stopper, baby, holla
Put ya chin up when ya talk, I'm taller
I'm a lover, no fighter, kisser, no biter
Lit like a lighter
This fire gettin' brighter
Call a firefighter, my fist gettin' tighter
Right hook to your jaw, copyright biter
Non-Stop, Denzel heavyweight, Rocky, barbell
Oh, you slick? I'm John Wick
Rambo how I swing the sticks
Fave flavor is vanilla
Late night flight to Manila
In a jet flying over Godzilla
I'm the iller killer
Beat on my chest like gorilla
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap Rock
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap Rock
Rap Rap Rock rap Rap Rock