Travis Barker, The Cool Kids, HXLT - Break Your Legs lyrics

Oh, you thought you was gon speak?
Leave you talking with no teeth
Oh, you talking, it's so sweet
We can shoot this fade right here for free

Let's get it on
Cool J shots to the dome
Rubber grip pumps on the chrome
Watch yo' muthafuckin' tone
Let's get it on
Cool J shots to the dome
Rubber grip pumps on the chrome
Watch yo' muthafuckin' tone

So you can catch these hands
I'mma let that shit fly
Like Dave Matthews band
This that other heavy metal scooping
Dirt with the shovel
Sparring with the spartans
Slap-boxing with the devil
Knock that nigga out on the set
You don't want no problems with
The kids to begin with
Jumping off the stage
Johnny Cage in the mosh pit
Taking tag team
Catch yo' ass with them combos
Meet you at the window like
Rico with your people
If we ever hear you talking
About Calvin on your albums
Them xans got you tweaking like Salvin
You popping twenty percs, dawg you wylin'
Wild like a siren
If you bout it bout it
Dodge your hook like a pirate
We just making this announcement
Roundhouse kick in this bitch
We jump you out the gym
It get violent over here nigga

Oh, you thought you was gon speak?
Leave you talking with no teeth
Oh, you talking, it's so sweet
We can shoot this fade right here for free

Let's get it on
Cool J shots to the dome
Rubber grip pump on the chrome
Watch yo' muthafuckin' tone
Let's get it on
Cool J shots to the dome
Rubber grip pump on the chrome
Watch yo' muthafuckin' tone

When the clock strike twelve
All hell break loose
Knock the windows out the booth
Someone losing a tooth
Get exposed to the uppercut
And shatter the roof
Action figure, boy Toy Story batteries loose
You can't live
You can't sit next to the kids
The seats filled
You can't get next to the kids
It's too real
It's H20, we might spill
Fireworks going off
We don't know the difference
This is not a drill
Woop-woop, the alarm going off
Can't stop once my arm going
Where the detonator when the bomb's blowing?
Ain't coming to the show
But yo' mom's going
I bet you saw the flyers on yo' front porch
Burn the whole city down with one torch
Yeah yeah
Fireman fireman, the alarm ring
You wanna talk crazy
We can get it on then

Oh, you thought you was gon speak?
Leave you talking with no teeth
Oh, you talking, it's so sweet
We can shoot this fade right here for free

Let's get it on
Cool J shots to the dome
Rubber grip pump on the chrome
Watch yo' muthafuckin' tone

Any nigga mention my name come up respect us
Any nigga dissing my name come with a tec
If nigga listen to lames, they get regret
When they find out I'm a
Serial killer that's been reset
I'm the muthafuckin hardest artist
Try to stay away from beef cuz'
My heart gets the darkest
Pop up offline where you can get that tuff
Put a hammer to the face and
Shut yo' bish ass up
You never seen a muthafuckin
Hyiena that speaks English
Mikey Rocks
Hollywood Hog' and Chuck Inglish
I'll have niggas leaking like
Radiators and freon
Stab niggas speaking like haters cuz I be on
Violence, throwing hell wars with tyrants
So, if you see me out, best approach in silence
I specialize in sending
Cemeteries with violins
You fishing for a problem
Now you meeting Leviathan
Niggas try you once best believe
They gon' try again
You stupid as fuck to wanna almost die again
The murder club niggas specialize in rioting
So get it on nigga, if not stay quiet then