Ren - What You Want lyrics

Oh my god, music these days is like so lame
I can't listen to the radio without
Cringing my big tit's off
I wish someone would take it
Back to the old school

Boom like dynamite, yes I get wild
Blowing up the scene like a frickin' missile
Quick hit the deck sir
Here comes the pressure sound so ill
Better call the health inspector
People of the world
People all over the nation this is my jam
Yes I bring the good vibration
Lyric еducation, I'm elevating the ratings
It's blatant, i'm painting thе shape of this
Great innovation I'm making

When I step up on the scene
Fresh like grass when the grass is green
Style that can blast ya, I'll be the master
Sword in the stone, I'm the new King Arthur

Could I get a minute to
Finish this pinnacle of music
Fuse it with blues and then
Use it carefully, please, don't abuse it
Lose it like a mental patient
Schizophrenic conversation
"Hi, Ren! My name is Ren!
Nice to meet you! Oh, that's great man"

I got what you want i got what you need
Old-school kicks with a new school twist
Banging on my mp3 i got what you need
I got what you want
A vintage classic, bounce like elastic
Old-school song

Devastating worlds like a whirlpool
Tough like a turtle i rock a whole room
Without a single rehearsal
Face turned purple blowing off steam
I glow like Christmas, watch me gleam

Come out the blue like a shark attack
I got you in my jaws, how you gonna react
When I snap my trap, I crack your back flat
When I wiggidy wiggidy wiggidy snap my trap

Jump in, jump out, shake it all about
Move to the sound now sit the fuck down
Sit the fuck down? Sit the fuck down!
I'm King like Kong, so pass me the crown

I'm warrior like Xena, Julius like Caesar
Cooler than an ice cube
Sitting in your freezer
I'm Rocky but I'm meaner
I'll turn you like I'm Tina
Flow could turn and atheist into a believer

I got what you want i got what you need
Old-school kicks with a new school twist
Banging on my mp3 i got what you need
I got what you want
A vintage classic, bounce like elastic
Old-school song

Flipping sick kick flips, I'm wicked
Tricky I'm lippy I'm sick
Ripping, your tripping no kidding, dip in
Then rip up the set
Quick with the rhythm I give 'em shivers
I'm triggering kids
Syllables Biblical, mythical, critical
Hold my breath

Hold my breath, nothing more nothing less
Puffing draw, passing left
Busting raw on her chest
I digress, I'm a menace, I'm a mess
I'm the baker make the bread
Undertaker raise the dead

I got what you want i got what you need
Old-school kicks with a new school twist
Banging on my mp3 i got what you need
I got what you want
A vintage classic, bounce like elastic
Old-school song

I got what you want i got what you need
Old-school kicks with a new school twist
Banging on my mp3