Tonedeff - Turn It Up lyrics

Turn it Up! Turn it Up!
Drama King! (Drama King)
In The Mix (In the mix with Kay Slay)
Tonedeff (In this bitch) qN5 – (we the shit)
Turn It Up! (Turn It Up)
Turn it Up! Turn it Up!
Drama King! (Drama King)
In The Mix (In the mix with Kay Slay)
Tonedeff (In this bitch) qN5 – (we the shit)
Turn It Up! (Turn It Up)

See, now I’d bet a fuckin'
G, you prolly thinkin’, now
Who the fuck is this misfit
Proving something on this mix
Dude this must be a misprint
True, I'm bumpin' this list, trick, move
I’m snuffing these bitch kids
Y’all niggas is bout as sweet as the
Nugget stuffed in them twix sticks
It’s Tonedeff
The nigga that cuts through these
Suckas with swift lips
Clueless fuckers get wigs split
Rumors come but they’re dismissed
Fooling us with a quick switch? Tuned
To some other mix disc
Would be like finding Nas with the
Blueprint bumping in his whip
Fools get dumped in a ditch
Just rudely fronting like big fist
Now, print this, The Plague, bitch
Crews don’t want it with this clique
You was hunting for tidbit's
Then you found the Archetype and
K-Slay, the playa with the most exclusive
Cuts in the business My shit
Is a little bit more than
The human tongue can omit
Hit floosies up where their slit's drip
Do this under their clit lids
Columbian & Cuban blood under this skin
Who can touch the description of a
Psuedo-super-pun with a slim trim
I’m – the new and improved
Functioning whiz with Luger-lungs
And the fitness to the deliver the most
Brutal bumps to these dim wit's
I’m driven as if I threw a
Clutch in the stick shift
One listen’ll strip 30 years
From your life, shit
Music this comes with a pension
Intensive, administration of a
Million tooth-puncturing pin-pricks
From all of your minions to the
Bastard who fronts your equipment
Disaster soon comes in a instant
To pussy virtual tools

Like Lara Croft with a two
Guns tucked in her middrift
Dig this busted youth becoming so twisted
Kids’ll request Smilez & Southstar more
Than the true 100% shit
QN5 is the governing imprint
That’s bludgeoning opposition with the
Indifference of a
Grandmother who would smother an infant
I’ll leave you stunned as I
Come to admit this yo, son, nah
Really… you’re nice… and J lo’s
Pussy’s a wonderful Christian
I’m adjusting my lenses… niggas really
Looked thug from a distance
But the minute you come close
You see the slump in their limp wrist
And I’m plugging your chick
Dig? it’s nothing tremendous
See… I loan her the cock
And you’re stuck with the interest
Her lust won’t allow her to
Front or resist this stiff dick that so big
That Tonedeff get counted as a
Couple in the census punch with a clenched
Fist, rupturing defenses
Till your only fear is survival
I will spit scriptures that
Embarrass the bible go ahead, spit
You’re still wearing the title? Then back
It’s back to your place
I’ll say you’re wack to your face
Faster than Simon from American Idol

Turn it Up! Turn it Up!
Drama King! (Drama King)
In The Mix (In the mix with Kay Slay)
Tonedeff (In this bitch) qN5 – (we the shit)
Turn It Up! (Turn It Up)
Turn it Up! Turn it Up!
Drama King! (Drama King)
In The Mix (In the mix with Kay Slay)
Tonedeff (In this bitch) qN5 – (we the shit)
Turn It Up! (Turn It Up)