Swollen Members - Block Star lyrics

We're not only the party kids hangin' out
We're busy bangin' out beats that
(Bang! Bang)
Making those beats that (Bang! Bang)

We're not just at the club lookin'
For some dumb girl to fuck
We're making hit's that (Bang! Bang)
Hey DJ make this (Bang! Bang)

Now let me go i gotta do my thing
Now let me go feel the heat I bring

Now let me go i wanna do my thing
I wanna do my thing feel the heat I bring
Now let me go!

I'd never fuck with anybody
Didn't have it coming to 'em
If they did, I'd run up to 'em
I'd put it to 'em and do 'em
Like (Boom, Boom)
Screw 'em like I never knew them
Place your bets, i'm a shoo-in
I will ruin what your doing
Who am I? Madchild call me dagger mouth
I'm a fire breathing dragon that brag about
Anything I can think of raise your drinks up
So many girls linked with the
Kid that's inked up
To think, I'm a king and I bring the noise
With the poise in his voice
For the girls and boys
Over all the loud screaming
Heard your choice
So I'ma keep fucking shit up
'til the worlds destroyed
I'm a true school rocker too cool talker
Ill pill popper, that still kill proper
You're fucking with the Mad Bad One Man Gang
And I can hang at places other men can't hang

We're not only the party kids hangin' out
We're busy bangin' out beats that
(Bang! Bang)
Making those beats that (Bang! Bang)
(Battle Axe)
We're not just at the club lookin'
For some dumb girl to love
We're making hit's that (Bang! Bang)
Hey DJ make this (Bang! Bang)

Now let me go i gotta do my thing
Now let me go i gotta do my thing

Now let me go i wanna do my thing
I wanna do my thing feel the heat I bring
It's about to blow

I'm a block star
I'm a motherfucking block star

Our vocabulary rollin' through words
Second place got a name plate with my
Name wrapped around my waist
Smash up your city like Cloverfield
Some say that's overkill
Which means we stand alone
One brand to own battleaxe hand built
Match fit with chrome
Madchild maxing beyond Thunderdome
They hear me loud and clear
Peace, now I'm out of here
Silent future we go you won't
Meet me there though
Yours looking real dark, mine about to glow
Like neon, beyond your wildest dreams
Seven Hundred dollar jeans, no style is teen
I'm so clean!

I gotta do my thing now let me go
Feel the heat I bring now let me go

I wanna do my thing i wanna do my thing
Feel the heat I bring now let me go

I gotta do my thing now let me go
I gotta do my thing now let me go

I wanna do my thing i wanna do my thing
Feel the heat I bring it's about to blow

(Ladies and gentleman
Allow me to introduce you
To the motherfucking block star he's
A block star mad Child)

Yeah, yeah i'm handling my fears
Only freestyle kid know what a freestyle is
Cannonball crush, that's a freestyle whiz
He's a wizard of the block
You a lizard on a rock
Give it all we got, then we divvy up the pot
I get greasy, Ponyboy, Soda pop
Coming with a Mad Child style so wild
Coming with a Mad Child style so wild
Mr downtown with a tricked out whip
Fifteen in the clip life still crip
Standing in my fresh dipped tricked out kicks
While I deke out kids with
My freaked out tricks

We're not only the party kids hangin' out
We're busy bangin' out beats that
(Bang! Bang)
Making those beats that (Bang! Bang)

We're not just at the club lookin'
For some dumb girl to fuck
We're making hit's that (Bang! Bang)
Hey DJ make this (Bang! Bang)

Now let me go i gotta do my thing
Now let me go feel the heat I bring

Now let me go i wanna do my thing
I wanna do my thing feel the heat I bring
Now let me go!

I gotta do my thing now let me go
I gotta do my thing now let me go

I wanna do my thing i wanna do my thing
Feel the heat I bring it's about to blow!